The Inheritance
The Inheritance
My ffather had a stammer
And lonely drinker
Sat under bridges
Those that span quiet canals
He drowned
Dog came home alone
Wimping
Mother, tired took to bridges also
This pleased the dog
The canine came home alone
This was an inheritance I didn`t want
But could not avoid I sit under bridges now
The dog`s too old
I walk home alone.
Copyright © Jan Oskar Hansen | Year Posted 2017
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