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Jun 2019
To my Step-Dad

Oh how wonderful you are,
You don't ever go to the bar.
You scare off every leech,
and don't fill my mouth with bleach.
I'm very thankful you're in my life.
But how is it dealing with a very famous wife?
I wouldn't call you Bob,
Heavens, not even Rob!

(I love you so much!) :D
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   Bogdan Dragos
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