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Man was I naive

My first job I did with my Dad,
I didn't even realize that I had,
wasn't till years later, I heard my aunt say,
sort of stunned me in a way.

"What's this," I asked,
wasn't sure I heard right,
She laugh and said, "You and your Dad did it,
it was my house warming surprise".

Now thinking back I was like O.M.G,
he said he lost his keys,
so I jumped through the window,
hoping to please.

We moved everything out,
took it to my aunt's new house,
he said he didn't need it,
there's nothing to worry about.

Then I started to think,
all the other times he had lost his keys,
I thought he was just forgetful,
man was I naive.

M.Mahauariki © 2012



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