Tristan Robert Lange

Scars Like Fathers

Masochistic memories memorialized

Around sadistic school boys

Serving up sanitation pads

To the locker room losers,

The boys with the smallest tally hoes;

Like “little Joe”,

So small they said he’d have to

“Pay a ho just to get a blow.”

Or, there’s Bobby “Spits”,

Who couldn’t get it up

Before the spritz.

Sadly, there was “Tommy Ton”,

Whom they’d always shun;

That shit ended—BANG—

With the sound of a gun.

Yeah—no fun,

But at least the boys got by,

Grew up—

Real mature guys.

Mikey, Billy, Chad:

They weren’t all that bad.

At least they all seem glad,

That, like their dads,

Their kids fit right in,

Being raised in the shadows

Of their fathers’ sins.

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