A poem about all of you horrible parents…
Look at her so beautiful
With a little heart of gold
What is wrong with you?
She is only 4 years old!
She is nothing like you
For that I am so proud
But to laugh and play with you
She is not allowed.
She needs to know you love her
Stop thinking of yourself
You are so damn selfish
You really do need help.
That child did not ask
To be brought into this world
She deserves happiness
That precious little girl.
I don’t know how you do it
I just don’t understand
How you can’t love and cherish her
For that, I do not commend.
She is a part of you
A precious little soul.
But to you she is a nuissance,
That is what she’s told.
How can you do that?
Whats wrong with you?
How do you live with yourself?
To have and not to hold…..
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