My father sits aside myself and fails to falter a highwired cackle
Church turned out too dangerous for this pair of particularly hilarified eyes – thirsty for more of the same inward pain to force to hold a gaze
We Cackle and forsake this whole darn sermon for its wayward worth, ’til typically divulged by one another’s lockified gags adamant on catching wild fire of their prone to boundless own
He hums ‘n haws – drew me in right from the comedic beginning, he did indeed the silly – sausage sinner
We lean floorwards and prepare ourselves to pretend, to relay our prayers again and again
When, finally, it came his time to collect a pretty penny

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