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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #1986417
Some poor lady's day is just plain unlucky. Wait till Dad gets home.
Bad Day Blues

Children! Children!
Go outside!
I have a headache.
And my brain is fried.
The dog was naughty.
And my TV’s broke.
I lost my keys and
do you smell smoke?
Where is your dad
when I need him most?
He’s playing golf
On the far west coast.
I tell you what,
We’ll make a deal.
Let’s go to grandma’s house
For a fresh, hot meal.

Sorry golfers, I just picked a sport and it happened to be this one. I do like golf.
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