GODDAMMADDOG

Santa’s independence came early

But I was fourteen

When I thought

About that mass irrelevance in the room

My dad came home sometimes and I was glad to see him

My god

The reason for priests was his reluctance

To have any authority

We would all be ratherly feathered down
Than have their lives
Of betting on two foot dogs again

To escape trap four 
We all had a plan
And I was willing

He asked me to visit the clinic with him

fill his cup

He knew I would not fail

Virgin on the desperate as I was

Towards a girlfriend

I had to do both of ours

Being young and dumb and full

Of himself

He could not muster a dash

His condiments were dried up

He got paid of course
Twice