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Visits with My Wicked Charmer Dad

Lin van Hek

Oct 01 2013

1 mins

 

Visits with My Wicked Charmer Dad

 

My wicked charmer dad

and I are on the beach

seagulls crying above swoosh of waves

I lean over his shoulder

my brown child’s arms around his neck

a girl has come to my house

a girl as loud as sky

he takes me by my ear handles

flips me over his shoulder

he could do magic like that

my wicked charmer dad

 

my wicked charmer dad

had a Scottish girlfriend who

did a snake dance

at the Tivoli in her undies

she called me wee lass

I told my mother

all the ladies at the Tivoli

talked about their tits

in the dressing room

tits are alright said my mother

but its better to keep them

where you can’t see them

then she gave me a slap

I was becoming too much like

my wicked charmer dad.

 

Lin van Hek

 

 

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