So many questions about something I wrote
Maybe a greetings day card
Didn't have time to drop off a note
Too many to answer; too hard
  
I've written before about being abused
Everyday most of my life
But, there's something else here I wanted to say
The reason I don't have a wife
  
I never knew love, and when love was new
The happiness it brought was bright
In love with a girl whose father's named sue
Could not erase all of my plight
  
I can't force you to believe what you hear
is it anymore truth than a lie
But, after a while of bending your ear
You'll see, miracles do become life
  
Although I astound myself and all my friends
Surviving the turns and the bends
Left many an offspring to carry on fear
Though I never raised one of them right
  
I wish I could hold them; I wish I could teach them
Or maybe just kiss them goodnight
But, they're all adults now. Yet, they've never known
Their father who didn't grow right
  
I hope I have made it too clearly by now
So that everyone can have no doubt
I lied about Butter Jane Mary Moonlight
But, the rest was the truth, I do shout!