Bad Ramen Ok Sushi

The patterns are pretty clear,

You called bluff to my every dare,

You took even my share,

I’m not in my daughter’s stare,

But the pain is crystal clear,

I found precious as random as I lived,

I figured I could shake life through a sieve,

Life grabbed me when I grew glib,

And she kicked, scratched, ribbed,

But I have precious now and it’s all bitter,

Wish I could afford a life sitter,

While a try to make up for better,

For I’ve been just wobbled drunk,

Dreamt but never once with a thunk,

Now there’s nothing but ways to go…

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