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Mar 2011
The year did pass and felt so quick
another year without his whit
he played his golf upon the new
it was his last until his due!!!

I died a year or Two.. a wake I guess
but now I think of him no less
He loved and liked and made me cry

why oh why did he so die

I know look back and want to say
so so much got in our way
Dad ..you *** you got me good
Dad I love you so so much
andy fardell
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