Thumb-uppance
You ask too much, you ask too much
Every day, Daddy-poo,
And everything I ever do will not do
For you, try as I might,
It just will not do.
Daddy-poo, I have wanted to kill you,
But you will not die----
You just keep popping up
Like weeds in early springtime,
and that is why I
Never prayed for you,
Even when you were sick,
Preparing to pass away,
I only called to see what
I could do to make it quick.
I heard that you never asked for me.
They said you continuously refused
to relent and let me visit you.
to relent and let me visit you.
That’s OK, Daddy-poo,
Because I’m not confused
About my role in this world.
I can live without you
And your relentless “because I said so”
rule of thumb. So long,
Daddy-poo. Toodle-loo!
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