A single blanket for the whole family,
He pulls blanket and covers his cat.
The shivering rats then shut their eyes,
They are awaken, how can sleep in the cold,
Their father unsatisfied with a family of six,
Careless is addict otherwise too bold.
Morning saw the youngest frozen and cold,
Unworried is addict no shame no fears,
Balanced will be family a matter of few months,
Puts child in the grave no regrets no tears.
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