GRANDPA
There is a man
Whom I love very much
He can be tough as nails
And yet so soft eith his touch
There is a man
Who was young and strong
Until the news came
And his world was torn
There is a man
Who is weak and tired
Once was full of such knowledge
Now he sits oh so quiet
There is a man, his name you ask
It's quite simple you see
He has just one
It's GRANDPA to me!
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