Happy birthday Dad,
You are the new fad,
Everyone likes you,
Even those who are bad,
But bad they are not,
When they’ve had,
Your small spiel,
They become a new lad,
And are no longer mad.
So as I write this new poem,
On a little note pad,
I cannot help but think,
How you really are rad,
And no longer can one,
Who sees you be sad,
But this poem does began,
To drag on just a tad.
-By Aaron E-J for his “Dad”

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