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Who'd a Thought?

Who'd of thought
that for $50 a year,
in perpetuity,
I'd have a health club membership.

An echo of my father,
before he married my mother,
and lost the boat,
and was carried away,
by the escape called alcohol,

but not before he taught me
how to A and to B
and did the duty
of trying to tell me
about C too.

Love him I do,
With no biological mandate,
and her too,
from whose loins I did escape,
no matter the pain,
or the effort required.