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Shane, I'm waiting
For you inside the bathroom stall
Anticipating
Your footsteps coming down the hall
As I stay still
Something makes me ill
My eyes grow wide until
They fill with tears
Visions haunt me
Just as they did when I was young
My poor father
Was given Robert as a son
Robert being me
Shamed the family
Slow as slow could be
While his father had a PhD
Please have mercy
I'm doing everything I can
Robert Senior politely
Asked his son to stand
