My dad is like a German shepherd.
He prowls around the house,
Constantly wondering what we’re doing.
He always rings up when I’m at home,
Checking on how I am.
But underneath that shaggy coat,
He’s really kind and loving.
And he’s really just looking out for me.
And when he’s not worrying,
He’s always jovial and caring.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
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