Drake:
AS A DRAKE
MY MISTAKE
WAS LETTING HER GO SEARCHING
FOR MY SON
YEAH, THAT ONE!
IT AIN’T RIGHT.
I’VE SPENT WEEKS FILLING BEAKS
HEARING “DADDY! DADDY!
DADDY!”
I’M DEPRESSED
‘ROUND THE NEST
DAY AND NIGHT.
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WHEN IDA SAID SHE’D GO, I HAD TO LET HER,
ASHAMED BECAUSE THIS APRON SUITS HER BETTER
WHERE’S THE JOY IN MOTHERHOOD?
AN ENDLESS ROUND OF CHORES THAT HAVE TO BE DONE
THEN WHEN YOU THINK YOU’VE SEEN THE BACK OF
THEM,
YOU FIND IN ACTUAL FACT YOU’RE BACK AT SQUARE
ONE.
THERE’S NO JOY IN MOTHERHOOD
OR IF THERE IS IT’S
SOMETHING I JUST CAN’T SEE
YET, IDA SEEMS TO COPE WITH ALL OF THIS,
AND THEN ON TOP OF THAT SHE PUTS UP WITH ME.
Beaky:
(Daddy!)
Drake:
(Now what!)
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