On the shabby college mattress
My dear daughter
thus you were conceived
by then my testosterone-tight blood
threw up in spurts
How frequently we hang in joints
dancing like little robots
lavishly imbibing booze
till doc warned of premature death
How frequently I turned hostels
into Splashwaterworld
earning the label Black Sheep
Daughter
I never intended that you be born
of a college misfit
But welcome, feel welcome
C) Lorot Salem 2010
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