Picture Book
Our cover is deceiving.A picture perfect family.
What they don't know is that
Mommy and Daddy don't love one another
as much as the pictures portray.
Mom likes her happy time
when she locks the door to her bedroom,
and hot boxes, killing the little brain cells she has left.
Dad needs his bottle,
as I watch him waltz to the bedroom
to join Mom.
Our cover is a fake.
What they don't know is that
Mommy and Daddy
forgot to feed me
one too many times.
By: Brandi Deacon
2010
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