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Dad

He insisted on buying me a new table
For the kitchen
And then wanted to help me build it
I thought I was more spritely than he,
But he put together 3 chairs
To my one
I bought him a CD of the music of Dean Martin
And two dozen eggs.
He said, “eggcellent”.
Happy Fathers Day old man.
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