Justin Roberts
2/10/16

My Dad Life
My dad is high .
Higher then a kite.
So high he could touch cloud nine.
The drug on his breath made you go bye bye.
You could be like see you next life.

He could push you five feet back .
He could controll you by his breath.
He could blow and take your whole family out.
He could smash your nose with one blow.

If you smelled his breath you could die .
If you smoke what he smoke you could die.
If you high as him you could die .
If you do what he do you could die.

This made you think.
This made you not do drugs.
This made you do thangs right.
Hoped this peom chages your life.