I Love You, Daddy, But: -Charles Wood-
How much time do you think I have?
And, yeah, I know, Dad
You're real pissed at me.
And my boyfriend, Harry
You want us to marry
but that's not the way that we see.
We want this baby
we both think that maybe
marriage isn't where we want to be.
There you stand yellin' at
Mom who is tellin' you
this ain't the way things should be.
Just back off your high horse
and then let life's will of course
teach you some needed humility.
Love,
Your Daughter
(remember me?)
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