I looked my father in the knee, | 1 |
he kicked till i was bleeding. | 2 |
Said "Life is full of hard knocks, | 3 |
Nothings ever easy." | 4 |
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He bounced me on his bulging gut, | 5 |
said "Gluttony's a sin. | 6 |
What you don't need you should not eat, | 7 |
throw it in the bin." | 8 |
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At shoulder height he was inclined | 9 |
to barge the front of queues. | 10 |
"Tread them down all of your life, | 11 |
it's either them or you." | 12 |
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Do we now see eye to eye, | 13 |
am i beggared by belief? | 14 |
Grandad says it must be true, | 15 |
from nine foot underneath. | 16 |