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Father Sunil
I know him well
Or thought I did
As in another life
I was his kid
A spiteful child
That he would spank
As she often sent him to the brink
Of frustration
With her vast computations
Of poetry
He groaned to hear
On how she loved her daddy dear.


6/18/2009 0148 PST cj

lol
I guess
you will
have a baby
in this life.


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