Dad
Dads are as special as moms
Except that they have many more jobs
Each day they work for hours
In their life, there are no flowers
We are the ones who make them proud
Of everything they have done and allowed
I wanna say that dads are the best
To have these people, we are blessed
Sometimes you might think they are mean
But they’re only trying to make you keen
They help us, care for us, and clean up our mess
Buying whatever we want to possess
You might not think so, but I am grateful
For what you go through is really painful
I appreciate your care and support
Here comes your yearly report
5 star rating all the way
I love you and thanks, that’s what I say
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