This is a scheduled post planned to be published at 24.1.2015 at 19:55
Sitting back and thinking about my Dad. He is the one who taught me the whole poem.
Here I sit broken hearted. Tried to shit, but only farted. Better than to take the chance, to try to fart and shit in my pants.
I love my Dad!
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