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Daddy was a boy scout Moss grew on his skin He was green And I didn’t know him then He was eating out of Frisbees Building fires with his friends He was young He was not my daddy then Soon he was an eagle scout He grew up way too fast Flew away To desert sun Hard at work In Cimarron Daddy was a park ranger Before he met my mom Hiking in his short shorts All over Yellowstone Daddy was a husband Honeymoons and holding hands And fighting over money Build the house Mow the lawn Take the kids to soccer Daddy was a doctor Sorting pills and giving shots And taking care of Mom Daddy was a nurse Wiping brows And blowing noses Sitting up all night Then Daddy was a grave digger One cloudy day in May At St. Paul’s He hurt his shoulder Playing in the dirt At St. Paul’s He hurt his shoulder Putting Mom back in the earth
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Mar 19, 2012
Mar 19, 2012 at 4:32 PM UTC
Family Mythology
Daddy was a boy scout Moss grew on his skin He was green And I didn’t know him then He was eating out of Frisbees Building fires with his friends He was young He was not my daddy then Soon he was an eagle scout He grew up way too fast Flew away To desert sun Hard at work In Cimarron Daddy was a park ranger Before he met my mom Hiking in his short shorts All over Yellowstone Daddy was a husband Honeymoons and holding hands And fighting over money Build the house Mow the lawn Take the kids to soccer Daddy was a doctor Sorting pills and giving shots And taking care of Mom Daddy was a nurse Wiping brows And blowing noses Sitting up all night Then Daddy was a grave digger One cloudy day in May At St. Paul’s He hurt his shoulder Playing in the dirt At St. Paul’s He hurt his shoulder Putting Mom back in the earth
Because Papa Bear says I never write about him
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Mar 19, 2012
Mar 19, 2012 at 4:32 PM UTC
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