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!
