I hope to God that I don't turn out like you as I grip this pen.
That I wont ever let myself become a disappointment to my mum.
Father, you never bothered, about as close as north and south are to each other.
But my mother, I really love her, although sometimes I wish she would have chose another.
And no millionaire could afford what you cost me walking out the door.
You're a name on my birth certificate and that's all.
I'll tie a rope around the neck of your Fred Perry and hang you from my family tree.
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