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Drabble written after a discussion on Me and Thee about, what else, why Hutch hates Artie Solkin.
It rhymes because Suz said she hated rhyming drabbles (ducking!)
Oh father dear, I greatly fear, that I have lost my sight.
Lost your sight, oh belle of the night? Come and sit beside me.
Oh father dear, the police they say, that you have lost your way.
Lost my way? The devil they say! I take care of my boys.
Oh father dear, we steal then bask, we lust for blood as asked.
Lust for blood? As if I could. And that lust, well it’s really love.
Oh father dear, protect me do, they have come for you.
Come for me? Can’t they see? All I have is you.
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