eddy12597
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Knock Knock As a boy I shared a game with my father Played it every morning 'til I was 3 He would knock knock on my door And I'd pretend to be asleep 'til he got right next to the bed Then I would get up and jump into his arms "Good morning, Papa." And... – *by Daniel Beaty*	30 Views added 4 months ago	Rating

As a boy I shared a game with my father
Played it every morning 'til I was 3
He would knock knock on my door
And I'd pretend to be asleep
'til he got right next to the bed
Then I would get up and jump into his arms
"Good morning, Papa."
And...

– by Daniel Beaty

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