| You Are My Father |
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| Poem written by Andrew Rowell. | |
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Through thick, and through thin, You've been there for me. Sailing together, On this tempestuous sea. You don't teach me sports, Or all of that crud. You are my friend, But not my "bud." And that's just how I want it, From now 'til forever. May we stay "we," And grow apart, never. The condition we're in, I don't want to bother. It can only get better, Because you are my father. |
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