My Dad, the Lodger, the New Baby, and Me.

It was something that hadn’t occurred to me before.
But I found the answer after a moment’s thought.
The uncanny likeness, the affection and more,
the cot, all the gifts and baby clothes he’d bought.

My Dad, the lodger, the new baby, and me.
I quite literally turned blue with rage!
At breakfast I said, ‘Dad, do you really think I can’t see?’
Mentally, I calculated their difference in age.

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Mum Cat, Dad Dog.

Mum was cat mad when I was a kid.
In the morning, before I left for school,
She’d be in the kitchen, wearing her cat mask.
Often, she’d be making me an egg-based breakfast.

The mouth on the mask, totally fixed.
Had no moving parts in the construction.
This meant her voice always sounded really muffled.
I’d just nod my head and smile whenever she spoke to me.

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