Family Don't End With Blood

[dizzojay]

A little bit of poetic Bobby fun written for this week's Fanfic.net drabble challenge (not strictly a drabble this week)!

Rating: K+
Genre: Humour
Spoilers/Warnings: None
Characters: Bobby
Word Count: 160

My name is Robert Singer

But Bobby's what I like

I run the Singer Salvage yard

I'll scrap ya car or bike

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I also have another job

That doesn't pay the bills

I hunt the creatures in the night

The things that stalk and kill

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That job, of course, it's dangerous

It's punishing and dark

It twists the soul and breaks the man

And leaves a stone cold heart

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But even then it's not all bad

See, I found myself some help

Two young brothers, Sam and Dean

I've known since they were whelps

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Sam's a great long lanky drink,

With a brain inside his skull

Always thinking, working hard

A caring, thoughtful soul

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Dean's a fighter, smart and strong

And loyal to a fault

With a capacity to love

Deeper than Hell's lowest vault

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So they's my boys and yeah, they're mine

Although they're not my blood

They showed this old drunk how to care

…

They taught me how to love

xxxxx

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