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Mar 2015
The fat man wore a T-Shirt

It said he’d beaten Anorexia

I stopped and thought ‘well done’.

It had stolen my daughter and my soul.



The waitress’s t shirt read

‘Keep calm and eat cup cakes’

So I kept calm and ate cupcakes.

I ate eight cupcakes.

My daughter liked cupcakes

My daughter liked T-Shirts.



The Dyslexic teens T Shirt said

‘I worship dog’

I stayed silent and admired his faith.

I was dyslexic and once had Faith.

My daughter was called Faith.

She was safe and warm in the hands of ‘dog’
Written by
donal mclean  Belfast
(Belfast)   
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