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Father of the Year

This Sunday is to be the day that many Bring remembrance and honor to the family man. Ah! But we all know here there isn’t any Honor; no, no one here to take that stand AND I, your only daughter, and unwanted shame, Will honor you as you so richly deserve; Here is your gift: I am sorry I ever came Into your world. Now, please observe, AND I finally leave you in peace at long last. I apologize for not being the one You wanted; I sense your relief but not so fast! One other thing. Then, there will be none. READY? When that boy you always longed for arrives As you play with and love him as you couldn’t me; As that child grows and you are filled with pride, Remember someday your little girl loved Daddy. SHE TRIED.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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