O, it's father's day!
What can I say?
You dream all night,
and you think all day!
Your mind's a whip;
your picking's a force;
your wife's your sweetie;
your heart's a horse!
You got Joe and Dave and Chuck and me--
all your younguns, as strange as can be.
And o my pappy--I hate to get sappy!--
but you're the reason we're so durned happy!
2 comments:
Hey Nicole... Your daddy thanks you for the diddy. I'm happy to be your pappy, and glad to be your dad. It's no bother to be your father. Guess I better stop, before you call a cop, and he hauls away your pop.
:)
O cop!
Don't haul my pop;
make it stop.
Beebopbeebop.
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