Dad won’t speak
butt he’ll sing if we pick the right song
so we’re on a mission to find all the right ones.
He sat aloof at the dinner table focusing on something we couldn’t see so after a while I picked a song and he jumped in. It didn’t happen right away though, he stared at the fake mic I held in my hand when I passed it to him but when I got to the chorus he finally stole the show.
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