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A poem about families and abuse. |
| You drank away your entire day Seems like that is now always Your escape from your kids After you tell them what they did To get hit on the side of the head Your strikes are hard blows Your wife doesn't know Where she can possibly go For help covering her scars And getting you put behind some bars Yet they love you still Even as you break their will You end up making a slow kill Never getting enough of your fill You always complain about the bill Of caring about their suffering under your drills |