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If you reply it should be "which is such an improvement over your 100% bullshit".

that is cool and, just a little bit random!

LUCKY SPOON!

aaah ok .. wel as jy weer kom kuier moet jy skree dat ons ak gaan invade en die stad rooi verf

There's no unfinished business with my folks, we're pretty tight actually the whole family is toit like a tiger ... well except for my one bro who is dating satans spawn - she seems to be driving a stake between him and the rest of the famdamily!

How are you and your fam?

my family....living soap opera.Quite insane*,messy messy

*My family tree has plenty of nuts
but loveable nuts really ... i think?

hmmm cape town, if i get the job that I'm hoping for then i might be going to cape town fairly often. Well Simonstown to be precise...

Great, looking forward to more

If you turned in the poem instead of an essay, I would have given you high marks for this one.

There's more than one way to read it, but what I'm getting is reflection on an absent father - yours? Of course father is as often metaphorical but, given your topic, I think not.

There is a popular misconception that men are somehow less nurturing than women, but I find it to be categorically untrue. It manifests differently, but not less. When feeling inadequate, sometimes a man will feel he serves best by his absence. That's usually untrue an well, but common. And if he's alive - ambiguous in the poem - whether he admits it or not, he probably thinks about you every day and loathes himself for his failings. That's a beginning.

You're giving me a brain boner. Post some more poetry.