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You Lost Your Last Gamble and Me
I will never think twice nor will I roll the dice When it comes to my life I will take my Grannio's advice You play the hand you're dealt when it comes to who will be your Dad - But if you bluff about a card's face value for too many years you forget you had - No Aces or King of Hearts in your original deck - But rather a worthless Joker-So Wild and Mad... You can ask yourself why for another 20 years but you'll never understand how a Joker has no fears... Not about losing his kids, his freedom nor his wife- Why should he care or support them No matter how many times they saved his life' When you're a wild card like him you always put yourself first above your family and friends They're not important of course... Except when you NEED THEM - Then they're not such a curse... They owe you anything you ask even if they have to empty their purse... To save The Joker from his latest tricks - No Matter How Many Times His Wild Ways Lead to DUI, Jail, Fines Or Failing To Be a Father... They Must Accept Reality Where A Child Pays... The Perpetual Price - For The Present Their Parents Gave Them - A Gift From God Not Man - It's Called The Right To Life... I didn't ask to be born - nor to have you for My Dad But I'll Be Damned If I Didn't Run To Your Rescue No MATTER WHEN, WHERE, OR HOW BAD - Your Predicaments REPEATEDLY Proved To Be... I'd Hide My Tears And Swallow My Fears But I NEVER WALKED AWAY OR LEFT YOU HANGING NOT ONCE IN MORE THAN 20 YEARS... You'd Fill My Mind With Reasons Why... You Got Arrested or Didn't Come See Me There Was Always A New Lie - To Make Me Believe It Wouldn't Happen Again Your Promises Lasted For A Week or A Month... But They Were Broken So Many Times - That I Stopped Listening or Believing - You And Your Endless List of Lines... I Loved You Because You Were My Dad THE ONLY FATHER I'D EVER HAVE I Wanted To Stop Hurting So Bad And I Put My Faith In You... Foolishly Believing That You'd Find A Way To Show Me The Same Unconditional Love and Support Somehow... Some Way... Some Day... Resource Box - Danielle Hollister (2004) is the Publisher of BellaOnline Quotations Zine - A free newsletter for quote lovers featuring more than 10,000 quotations in dozens of categories like - love, friendship, children, inspiration, success, wisdom, family, life, and many more. Read it online at - http://www.bellaonline.com/articles/art8364.asp
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