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Oct 2014
Papa was never home, women he held in his arms were't his own
Papa did't like to do much thinking.His natural talents were
Gambling loving drinking .Mama I don't need you to tell me the truth
Papa was never home , the loving he did was always his own
And when he died did't even our dog a bone
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Victor Tripp  phila,pa 19144
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