Son of Sam Lady-Killer
I can only just imagine you and Sam
Whilst working close together on
the butchery counter at your local
supermarket
At the site of both of your 1st job's at
the tender age of just 17
1 day somehow however whilst
putting out the ham on display
Locked eye's and figured out she's
the 1 for me as he is the 1 for me
And then you became childhood
sweetheart's for thee foreseeable
As unfortunately and to your cost
you found out much later
He was in fact sadly a real lady-killer
in reality not merely just actually playing
the role of 1 as an act
Until the day you told him you were
pregnant with me and then he upped
and left the both of us behind
Well that all now makes perfect sense
to me
And I am so sorry for not only just for me
my mummy but for you as well
As he sounds like a lowdown dirty filthy pig
of a man
But thankfully I am lucky enough to be your
son and proudly call you my mother
As opposed to ever having to admit even
to myself
I am the Son of Sam himself
Copyright © Christopher Flaherty | Year Posted 2022
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