That uncle with his pants pulled up high.
That uncle who would listen when you cried.
That uncle.
The one who always lauged at your jokes.
The one with strong and gnarly hands.
The uncle who could fix anyting. (Dad)
The generous one who always had time to talk.
That old guy who became stooped as you grew strong.
Well. Uncle is a bit forgrtfull now and shuffles
About.
Take his hand now.
Pay him back for all he did.
his dignity is at stake
For heveans sake.
Help the old guy
Show and tell.
Nov 20, 2012
Nov 20, 2012 at 12:56 PM UTC
That uncle with his pants pulled up high.
That uncle who would listen when you cried.
That uncle.
The one who always lauged at your jokes.
The one with strong and gnarly hands.
The uncle who could fix anyting. (Dad)
The generous one who always had time to talk.
That old guy who became stooped as you grew strong.
Well. Uncle is a bit forgrtfull now and shuffles
About.
Take his hand now.
Pay him back for all he did.
his dignity is at stake
For heveans sake.
Help the old guy
Show and tell.
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