Dear Dad
My birthday is in January
so thanks for the card in June.
Oh, and about the $15 gift certificate,
I'm 26,
I'm too old for the zoo.
My number's still the same,
you know,
the one you "called one day"?
I hate they way
you make me feel,
but to you its all the same.
Tell your new wife
(what's her name?)
hi...
no forget it.
She probably doesn't know
you had a son.
And as for the grandchildren
you've never met,
I told them you were dead.
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