Sorry
The sally rod was singing
As it hurried through the air
To find my pink and naked calves
And leave its mark right there
To return again so swiftly
That I hadn’t even cried
From the stinging of the first strike
My God I could have died
As the pain it quickly cut in
Like the searing of a flame
Another welt has landed
But I can’t feel it’s pain
I’m saying sorry Daddy
But he does not seem to hear
If only I could reach the house
To have my Mammy near
Then maybe she could talk to him
And make this beating stop
I know I may have done some wrong
But surely not this lot
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