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Triggered 1

Off-Centre of Attention

No offense to you, luv,

But being up the duff

Doesn’t warrant congratulations.

Let’s get to brass tacks:

Frequent fun on your back

…Is not what I’d call ‘tribulation’.

If applause is deserved,

It’s because this act has served

To fulfil your long-scripted ambition.

A year shy of twenty,

And now you’ll have plenty

Of ‘crises’ for constant attention.

What worries me most

Is that you are actually a host

To an innocent, new life inside you:

A page still to be turned

By a teen solely concerned

By what this ‘state’ can deliver to her.

So, lump it or like it,

Your future’s decided,

And you – a twig, not even a bough.

My dearest hope

Is that your offspring grows

As more than the trophy it is to you now.

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