Sam's POV

We'd tiptoe like mice

When our dad wasn't nice

Mom's friend Bobby was fun

I wish I was HIS son

But God never asked my advice.

I liked him real good

More than I thought I could

I've been mad every day

Since he went away

Lizzy should of warned me he would!

Bobby use to tell tales

Of bad guys and jails

We'd catch polywogs

And watch 'em turn into frogs

Now he won't even answer e-mails.

When we went to the fair

He swung me up in the air

He said what the heck

And held my legs 'round his neck

I was taller than ANYONE there!

Lizzy says it's a shame

But WE aren't to blame

It may not be right

But Mom and him had a fight

An' now we can't even mention his name.

Someone should of forbid

Them from breakin' up like they did

My heart's gonna burst

If my head doesn't first

It just isn't FAIR to a kid!

Lizzie can cry

But me, I'm a guy

Soon I'll have forgot

That I miss him a lot -

I just DARE you to call that a lie!