I love my Tall dad,

He’s 6’5,

And I love my short dad,

He’s 5’9,

My mom met my Tall Dad,

At a gym a few weeks after she married my short dad,

She didn’t tell my short dad,

And my Tall dad would breed her,

Then I was born,

From the seed of my Tall dad,

Next my brother was born,

Again from the seed of my Tall dad,

Then my short dad found out,

He was upset,

He fought with my mom,

she won the fight,

She promised him that the next one,

Would be his.

Then my sister was born,

She was the seed of my short dad,

My mom was horrified,

She had autism,

But it was short dad’s,

They got a DNA test.

Then my mom got pregnant again,

Again from Tall dad,

Which was discovered after another DNA test.

Now my short dad sits there,

Defenseless,

But we love him,

He will always be my dad,

Because he provides for me,

And pays for my schooling,

And the roof over my head,

While my brothers and I,

Run around like Spartans,

With the seed of my Tall dad,

Running through my veins.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5906819&forum_id=2#50155344)