Thank you father
With a great heave
You plunged me into the icy deep of the lake
To learn how to swim
In a hot Ontario summer
Thank you father
With kicks and slaps
You got me up
To receive Jesus’ love
Early Sunday mornings
Thank you father
With confessionals and ten step programmes
You let them give up
Responsibilities and consequences
For the rest of their lives
Thank you fathers
With kisses and tears
You tore the boys up
After receiving your love
In the dark nights
Thank you father
With denials and edicts
You keep them from science and truth
So denying their bodies and minds
From your throne in the square
Thank you father
With a great heave
You plunged me into the icy deep of the lake
To learn how to swim
In a hot Ontario summer
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