Sunday 15 August 2010

A bit about dads (okay, it`s a sonnet)

Yes, there are truly vile fathers, but they aren`t what you`d ever call dads.

Dads are tolerated, hardly cool
unless somebody else`s kid dares say it.
They`re total idiots who act the fool
as if they really weren`t one, or they play it
psycho like the gym teacher at school
still does in their nightmares. Either way it
sucks. They can`t win what isn`t a game.
Even the nomenclature`s against `em.
Dad rhymes with mad, bad, sad. It`s a crap name
though crappier is `part time`. That tag paints `em
blacker than the doorstep they`ll never darken
again unless such DIY`s invited
by the holy mum. Mostly it`s park `n`
drop then back to the rented flat, benighted.

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