My mother and aunt used to have two small glasses apiece, the result being that poor dad was left to get supper.

Whom should I listen to-my rich dad or my poor dad?

My educated poor dad told me to demand what I deserve.

"To think of poor old dad playing right into the hands of the plotters!"

"We want to encourage really poor dads to get into the economic mainstream by rewarding work."

I could be quite happy - if it weren't for poor dad.

But all the policemen in the world couldn't - Oh, poor old dad!

For example, my poor dad always said, "I'll never be rich."

In doing so, I chose not to listen to my poor dad, even though he was the one with all the college degrees.

"You don't need that damned job anyway," said my poor dad with indignity.