Hop
The world you where born into is burning, Hopkins.
It's big and Ugly and smells like diesel exhaust.
Literally, because the hospital Insurance sent us to is on an i-95 off ramp
Just north of the South Carolina/Georgia Line.
You where born during an episode of House Hunters,
Two days after i lost a rigged BBQ Cookoff,
Our Brisket game was solid.
The world you where born into is not fair,
and your daddy is the poor son of a rich man.
I tricked your mother with my manners and air conditioning,
and here we are.
The Doctor asked the nurse if she had Ham at thanksgiving dinner, the nurse told him ham and turkey and told your mom to push....
You came out eyes wide open and on the TV two people from Charlotte found the perfect granite countertops.
You where the type of perfect that turns words into sparks and smoke.
Your mother holds you to her chest and you look me right in the eye. I cry like the second runner up in a high school beauty contest.
The day you where born the world continued to burn.
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