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My Dad-Entered In Hemi's Men Comp.

My old man was a crop dusting pilot    
wore dirty cowboy boots    
loved to chase the ladies    
   
married to my ma    
he didn't say much    
but when he did    
   
it was simple and to the point    
wanting to grow up sophisticated    
was embarrassed by my country name    
   
Brenda Kay but was    
the name chosen for me    
by my dad    
   
didn't dare call him    
old man to his face    
he had a tough as nails    
   
side about him    
scared the piss out of me    
whenever he was in a rage    
   
nervous laughter would take over    
and I would bite my cheeks    
to keep it under control    
   
you didn't want to bring the devil    
out of my pops    
beat the skin off my hide when earned    
   
loved county music, cars, the ladies    
and the ladies loved him right back    
hated lazy workers who would    
   
come liquored up to the job site    
make him insane    
come home angry we would know to hide    
   
I love my dad    
he died doing what he loved    
beat cancer    
   
just to die in a car crash    
on the way to work one day    
didn't even get to say goodbye    
   
here's to you pops    
I've come to love country music    
and hard working men  
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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