by Nick Choo
Tuesday, January 29, 2002
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Mommy's sitting over there
With tears a-pouring down her face.
Daddy's standing by her side,
Engulfing her in warm embrace.
Despite the fact that Daddy's dead,
His fright'ning presence's clear to see.
And since he's holding Mommy tight,
He loves my Mommy more than me.
"Daddy loves you more than me,"
I say; she says: "How can you say that, how?"
"Daddy loves you more than me
Because he's hugging you right now."