Ode to Dadas and Papas

There’s something to be said about Dadas and Papas.

Maybe its the afternoon snooze.

Or the walk to the park.

Just enjoying one another,

Talking about the world

And the cute girls that walk by,

Reading books and being goofy.

There’s an unspoken bond

That sure puts a smile on my face.

There’s nothing like a Dada or a Papa.

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