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May 2011
that rent will get paid next month
just like it always does
Daddy’s sure to pay it
with a smile, and with love.

Mama’s gonna feed us
she’ll cook us up delights,
even if its rice and beans
or ramen every night.

Daddy’s gonna save us
from this slum we’re livin’ in,
we’ll  all live clean and righteous
instead of daily sin.

Daddy’s coming late tonight,
with liquor on his breath
just know that when he hits us
he doesn’t love us less.

and don’t you cry my darling
don’t you scream and shout
because even if you do
no one will hear a sound.
Molly Brown-Fuller
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Molly Brown-Fuller
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   Michaela Ginter
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