Quarrel

The dawn has not arrived,
Louder your screams get.
An old argument is revived,
Your cussing sounds bad.

Oh, parents of mine,
Before it’s too late,
Please draw the line,
Between love and hate.

Won’t do any good,
To your kids, specifically,
Being in this dark mood,
Disintegrating the family.

For our sake, do reconcile,
Give yourselves another shot.
Divorce papers, don’t file,
Or we’ll be a miserable lot.

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