Bad dads don't replicate love,
They keep asking for more,
But they will never give a pinch of love,
So heartless! The ignorant ones,
They are love chasers; chasing unconditional love,
Love is sweet and kind: that they will never reach,
Love is blind and rich; that they will never see,
Love is a peace: that they will never feel,
Love is a beautician: It will never make them handsome,
Love is a messenger: that they will never want to listen to,
A soul that will never leave in them,
The bad dads who betray love.
Bad dads will never say good-bye,
They will never say welcome,
They will leave and come like dust,
Live abundantly in the air like oxygen,
They will prefer outside to inside,
They will live in the hell forever,
The bad dads that don't replicate love.
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