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Daddy`s Girl

by  Jojovits1

Posted: Sunday, August 2, 2015
Word Count: 82

Smell of tobacco
and Old Spice;
dancing round the living room
standing on his feet
gliding over a
shag pile ballroom.
I’d do his rounds with him
if I was sick from school.
Waiting in the car
as he met his clients;
his friends;
the bookie's.
Taught me how to
use the adding machine.
Which columns to total
and where to write
as a “wee favour”.
At night, I’d sit with mum
doing his books
to be closer
while he was absent.