Sunday, 19 February 2012

More bad poetry

Once more, mommy was cross and daddy took the pill
So frightened, behind the couch you lay still
Again you realise life is rough
But you know you have to be tough
How can we help you?
They ask, say the word and we'll do
Your hurt shines through your smile
And you know you'll be in this place for a while
When daddy is sobre, mommy is fine
But we all know its just a matter of time
He left once more-you know he'll back
But smile girly, your life's on track.

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