Sins Of The Fathers
In those eyes, tears do brim
All a-quiver are your lips
I've done wrong again
The latest of many slips
I rack my brains for reasons
Did I omit my morning kiss?
Or fail to hail your daily bloom?
What critical need did I miss?
As the baby's due next month
I'm watching my p's and q's
Skating on thin eggshells
Pandering to your mute clues
Then it dawn...
Thursday 16th July 2020 12:38 pm
Offend a Daily Mail reader - today!
Offend a Daily Mail reader – today!
In our miniscule existences upon this planet Earth
There’s precious few occurrences to occasion us true mirth
So listen up real loudly, those with brains and minds to spare
Who still hang on to plucking out true hope from thinnest air
Here’s the solution, if you’re open to such play
Just offend a Daily Mail reader today
...
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