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\"Bag<\/a><\/p>\n

I remember eating supper
\nOff of father\u2019s head.
\nShallow dive syndrome
\nHad left his noggin
\nFlat as a table.
\nEven the egg rolls
\nWouldn\u2019t roll off.
\nSometimes he\u2019d cut his hair
\nIn checkerboard pattern,
\nAnd let us kids play
\nChess and \u201cking me\u201d
\nWhile he read his books.
\nOf course he dominated
\nEvery headstand competition.
\nAnd sometimes at night,
\nWhen bending down to tuck me in,
\nI\u2019d find a cup of hot milk
\nPerched soothingly atop him.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I remember eating supper Off of father\u2019s head. Shallow dive syndrome Had left his noggin Flat as a table. Even the egg rolls Wouldn\u2019t roll off. Sometimes he\u2019d cut his hair In checkerboard pattern, And let us kids play Chess and \u201cking me\u201d While he read his books. Of course he dominated Every headstand competition. 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