Someone Is Watching You
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All you new Dads out there with young sons of your own.
Here’s some of my experiences from when I was young.
That little guy of yours will be watching you as his idol.
So don’t do anything that you don’t want him to model.
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Someone Is Watching You
My Dad kept a bottle of Mogen David Wine under the sink,
And he would slip a glass of it more than you would think.
He didn’t know I was keeping my eye on him every day,
Because I wanted to be just like him in every single way.
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One time when there was no one else around our home,
I got a glass, pulled out that wine, and poured me some.
I took a big ole swallow expecting it to be so very tasty,
Then gurgled and spit it in the sink, that stuff was nasty.
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My Dad had a little round box that he kept in his pocket,
Which he opened, got out a pinch, and then did relock it.
He slipped that pinch right into his mouth under his lip.
Then after awhile he would grab a cup and juice he did spit.
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I thought that that stuff in the can must taste like candy,
So one day I grabbed a pinch feeling so fine and dandy.
And slipped it in my mouth expecting a taste so good,
Then spit that yucky stuff out like a little boy should.
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My Dad smoked Walter Raleigh tobacco in a fancy pipe,
That smoke smelled so sweet like a peach so very ripe.
In the evenings he fired up his pipe and the paper read.
As that nice smelling smoke in me spread a bad seed.
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I found one of Dad’s nasty old pipes in their dresser.
And hid it in my room until I could could be a pipe tester.
I slipped some of that tobacco out of the can so keen.
And smoked that pipe outside until I turned very green.
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I was so sick for a full half day of my very young life,
Not knowing smoking could deal out such terrible strife.
Years later smoking his pipe gave Dad a lip cancer then,
And he had a piece of his lip cut off for his smoking sins.
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When I was out fishing with Dad a day when I was young,
Dad lost a big fish and said “bullshit” loud with his tongue.
I thought that must be a word you say when you’re mad.
And filed it inside so later I could use the words of my Dad.
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I was doing something at home that made me mad some,
So I yelled out “bullshit” very loud in front of my own Mom.
She grabbed me up and took me straight to the bathroom,
And washed out my mouth with soap on that day in June.
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I watched Dad every day and mostly did things so okay,
But all you Dads out there be careful what you do and say,
Or your own son may be picking up your bad habits today.
Learning the hard knock way not to do all things your way.
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By Bill
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Thanks for reading Someone Is Watching You,
Bill