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From Dad’s Crow’s Nest, We walk as one the, Well traveled path of Father & Son. What did you want to be, When you grow up Dad, How come you got no hair, What kind of bird is that, Is Mom still mad at you, I’m thirsty I Love you Dad, There’s Grandpa.

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Published: Feb 2, 2011
LinesWords: 1253

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