To you I’m a bastarding father in principle

but still your father in paternity tests.
Wonderful.

This bill you tell them I pay.
You claim I do not raise you.

You grown woman, you
care so much what I and others think.

You claim you do not,
and this is your one, incessant lie.

This wonderful thing about you is… .

Get in the van, petunia.
Get in the van.

Not even Bub likes you, petunia.

What makes you think I do.