i offered my dad some dr. pepper
foolishly thinking he wouldn't want any
but then he did.
i thought he hated dr. pepper
or was that my mom?
i couldn't remember
all i knew, was that the story that was about to come
was so far away
from what i was expecting.
"i've always loved dr. pepper"
"When i was a kid,
a soda truck tipped over on my street
and dumped out all the soda into our neighborhood"
bottles and bottles of soda
bottles and bottles
of dr. pepper
what was a southern boy to do?
my kid dad looked on to what the world had brought to him
"my brothers and i took one taste of that dr. pepper"
"and it drove us crazy"
i wish i was lying about the truck
i'm so much gladder now
that my dad loves dr. pepper as much as i do
thank you, dad
thank you, truck.