Lies My Father Told Me

A poem.

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We’ll be there soon.
Not long now!
It’s definitely cold enough to drink…
It’ll still be warm.

You’ll make lots of friends
It won't be the same as last year,
I promise.

I can come
And fetch you
No need to wait for the bus.
Just wait.
Fifteen minutes.
I’m only twenty minutes away.
Just down the road.
I’ll be there soon.

See you Thursday.
I’m working away,
Only for a few nights this week.

I’m off to Tenerife with the lads
We’re just going for the weekend.

I’m at work.

I love your Mum.

Your Mum’s a fucking liar.

I had to do it,
There was no other way.

I’ve always loved you.