bedwetter

a night out with me Dad
drinking late in some bar
having a word with me `bout women
and a fast motorcar
down to the Wellington
to gather together
friends of 30 years
celebrating there,
wherever
the road takes me
when i wandered untoward
no matter how i cared
i was always in his thoughts
so think of your father
when you remember your luck
`cause you're a persistant bedwetter
before this ugly fuck.