Daddy's Coming
By birksy
Daddy’s coming to collect you, Button your shirt, and comb your hair straight, Show him what a mother you have, What a wife he left. Doesn’t he look good in his nice new car, Here are some sticky sweets, pop one in now, You can even ask him how he is, But don’t ask him for money. Don’t tell me anything about his time with you, I’ll make you tea when you get back, I miss you when you’re not here, Remember who looks after you. Written October 23rd, 1998 © on Oct 23 2001 06:30 AM PST, Simon Birks 0 • 1
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