Dads don't come in checks

There was this girl who had this dad,
Who loved to spend every dime he had.
He bought her gifts, he bought her clothes.
But what she wanted no one knows.
He was never there.
He never did care.
He was a sad fool.
He could drink up a pool.
He never said he loved her.
He never said he cared.
She knew he didn't love anymore.
This was the burden she always bore.
She did not want gifts.
She didn't like what she had
all she wanted,
was to have a real dad.
She wanted to walk with him
Have a talk from within.
But he never had time for that sort of thing.
So he pulled out his wallet that was not at all thin.
And gave her a hundred,
To play with and spend.
She looked at the bill.
And tossed it on the floor.
And looked at the dad, that was her dad no more.