I got pregnant at the age of thirteen,
a drunken night I dont regret,
but also a drunken night I wont
forget,

It was my first house house party
my parents let me go to,
they were worried Id pick on bad habits
that teenagers go through.

I arrived early and took a swig of the vodka
-I had stole from my mums stash,
I also bought an 8th of some good quality hash.

After about half the bottle,
my mind changed gears to full throttle,
I was dancing with every one I saw,
I wanted this feeling to last for ever,
so I drank more,more more!,

It was fair to say the vodka had gone to my head,
I started feeling woozy
so I went upstairs to find a free
bed.

Whilst lying there,
a boy walked in I had been dancing with only 15minutes ago,
my hormones started racing,
just like a plant thats ready to grow.

I said I was a virgin from a christian home,
he replied with, "i'ts alright,I promise I will take it slow".

We made what I thought was "love",
but the next day he didnt even acknowledge me,
he then gave me the shove.

9months later my little miracle was born,
the father denied it was his,
but there's no way im gonna have regrets about my daughter
-being conceived on a night on the piss.

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