My Hero and Zero
Most of the time my dad is my hero
But after a few drinks he turns into zero


The moment he opens the first beer
I suddenly develop a sense of fear


He shouts and yells as loud as he can
Even louder than my radio can


When mom gets home he starts punching and screaming
Thank god she is good at dodging and weaving


The look of hate always grows in his eye
The night does not end until I lay down and cry

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Not from my personal experience.
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