My father was a wise man

he had the gift of the gab.

He would often by things from people

with money he never had.

He always dressed in smart clothes,

he’d wear Appleby boots.

He would even clean them

whilst wearing his best suits.

He was a general dealer

he’d buy, he’d also sell.

There’s lots more to his story

that I wish not to tell.

JS

I fell in love with a pit bull,

strong in head, but soft in heart.

Always glad to see me,

but with a flip of a coin she’d rip me apart.

LO'C