And before we would chow down,
On the best burgers in town,
Uncle Maga reached for our hands to pray,
So we could thank the Lord and ask him to bless our day.
Uncle’s righteous words filled me with longing, love, and light,
And that’s when I knew that everything he said was right.
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On the best burgers in town,
Uncle Maga reached for our hands to pray,
So we could thank the Lord and ask him to bless our day.
Uncle’s righteous words filled me with longing, love, and light,
And that’s when I knew that everything he said was right.
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My favorite server winked at me and asked if there was anything else she could bring.
Uncle’s eyes then snapped from holy to hard,
He slammed his fists down and knocked her off her guard.
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But calling her a heathen and a witch weren’t the worst things he would yell.
He called her trash, vermin, and then something that set off a trigger,
Mom covered my ears, and all I saw was her eyes swell as her tears grew bigger.
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He sympathized with Uncle Maga and gave my server the boot.
The manager comped our meal and apologized.
Bringing us all a round of shakes, supersized.
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Retelling his story and placing it on a shelf.
He compared this victory to a biblical parable,
As for the shake, it tasted terrible.
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Before any screentime or play,
Mom and I crawl into a cozy nook,
And together we escape into a book.
I choose from my recent library picks,
Silly, scrappy, sappy, and scary, I like ‘em all in my mix.
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A family new to a neighborhood and trying to fit in.
Each page had silly scenarios and vibrant colors, making me want to join their fun,
Not to mention that the thought of two dads sounded more loving than none.
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