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Dear. Mummy,



Hey there Mummy, how you doing today?

I'm doing pretty good, so's John by the way.

You remember Danny Smith?

That's Linda's lad.

Well I'm going out with him now,

And it's not going too bad.

Dad's still messed up,

He's turned to the beer,

Remember when he couldn't handle one pint?

Well now he's a master, I fear.

He is physically fucked,

So I had to leave college,

To support your son,

And make sure he'd have fun,

In his last year of school,

It's his prom night soon,

But you wouldn't fucking know,

And you wouldn't fucking care - would you?

How's the Other Man?

Is he worth losing both of your children?

Your only two children,

Since you had that abortion.

You try to be my friend now,

And tempt me with new clothes,

New places, holidays, mobile phones.

Well I'm sorry, Mummy,

It's not gonna be.

Remember the time,

I must've been three,

You poured fucking hot water all over me,

Scalded me badly,

Still have the burns - see?

And I had that bladder problem,

God - I must've been nine,

Daddy bought me a new dress,

And I wore it all the time,

But one day Little Susie,

Couldn't wait to go pee,

So you tore up my dress and threw it at me.

Aww what's wrong Mummy?

You look upset.

Shocked.

Do you not remember?

Do you not see?

What you've done to me, Mummy,

To Dad, John and me?

But I suppose you wanted more.

More money.

More fun.

Well you've got that now, Sue.

So fuck off.

I'm done.

Your son hates your guts,

He said to me last year,

He was crying on my bed,

I hugged him, held him near,

He said,

'Susie - you're my sister,

And I'll always love you so,

More than Dad, more than her, more than you know.

You've been here for me,

Through the split,

Anger, pain,

And because of what she did,

I'll never be the same.

But thank you Susie,

Because I know for a fact,

You're a better Mother figure than she ever was,

And I love you for that'.

I don't want to hurt you,

In saying what I do,

But you'll never be my Mum,

You're just plain old Sue.

So goodbye for now,

Maybe I'll see you again,

If I go to Hell that is,

So yeah... until then...