A Note, in the style of Dr. Seuss.

Mad at Dad.

Dad, I’m mad.

You’ve been bad

And it’s made me sad.

Cowichan Bay

Took you away.

Your condo is shite

and I cry every night.

Because I don’t want to go

And blow a lot of dough

To sit and not talk

And watch the clock.

I am a bad kid.

I ran and hid

When you phoned me to see

What was up with me.

Because I don’t want to say,

You drove me away.

And I don’t want to yell,

As I’ll go to hell.

But, Dad, you’ve been bad,

And I’m mad.

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