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I was the first to cry when daddy died lying there so peacefully in his sweet golden casket i give him so much grief being the youngest boy in the family always competing with my older brothers for daddy's affection oh, what laddy i was mischief knows me well as long as i live on the face of this earth your son will earn his due first and prove his worth
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Nov 3, 2015
Nov 3, 2015 at 11:54 PM UTC
The First To Cry
I was the first to cry when daddy died lying there so peacefully in his sweet golden casket i give him so much grief being the youngest boy in the family always competing with my older brothers for daddy's affection oh, what laddy i was mischief knows me well as long as i live on the face of this earth your son will earn his due first and prove his worth
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Nov 3, 2015
Nov 3, 2015 at 11:54 PM UTC
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