Motivation,

Is a sensation,

That I have not felt,

Since my father added that welt,

To my back,

When he pushed and I fell like a sack.

So what if he was smacked,

Does that make it all right,

Not in my hindsight.

If he really wants to fight,

He will be in quite a fright,

When my aluminum bat,

Hits into his fat.

He will lose even if he wins,

Because he will be committing the ultimate sin.

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