by Chloe Sanders
Up and up rised his anger
Now ma and mom knew we were in danger
He then made the mistake of slapping mom
Enough is enough Tom
Your slapped her like a dog, hand across the face
But now my anger was winning the race
Again and again you trampled us more
You walked across us like we were a door
But now who's who as you stand alone
All I had to do was pick up the phone
Jail is now where you reside
It was sad we had to see your bad side.
Author's Note: Another one from a long time ago .
Posted on 06/06/2010
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