THERE WAS A FATHER
who kept a jug of whiskey
hidden in the corn crib.
IT WAS HIS HABIT
to go out there every morning
and get himself a drink.
ON A SNOWY MORNING
he went out to the barn
as was his habit,
but this time he heard someone behind him.
HE TURNED AROUND
and found that it was his little son
following him,
stepping in the footsteps in the snow
where his father had walked.
THE FATHER ASKED,
"What are you doing, son?"
The boy answered,
"Im following in your footsteps."
HE SENT THE BOY BACK
into the house,
and then he went out to the corn crib
and smashed that jug of whiskey.
HE REALIZED
that he didn't want his boy
to be following in his footsteps.
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