My dad's neat.
My dad's neat.
My dad's nice.
My dad really does like rice.
If I have a problem,
If I seem sad,
My dad makes me very very glad.
If you like your pop
then give a little hop.
If you have a tear
my dad will bring you cheer.
My dad's nice.
My dad really does like rice.
If I have a problem,
If I seem sad,
My dad makes me very very glad.
If you like your pop
then give a little hop.
If you have a tear
my dad will bring you cheer.
Poetry like that just doesn't come around more than once in a person's lifetime (I mean, come on! I rhymed "nice" and "rice"!)
And so none of us were shocked to discover THE FRIEND wanted to publish it in the early 80s (it was on the kids page...you know, the one with the funny artwork?)
So, today I publish it again...in honor of my favorite dad.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Father 'o mine.
I love love love you.
Oh, and you really ARE neat...just so you know.
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6 comments:
tooo cute! loved it! you were published in the 1980s...now that's talent! :) happy bday laurel's daddy!
Now that's a real poem. Do you know how I know . . . because it rhymes!
Does he really like rice?
I love that this was published. Its just so darn cute.
The rice thing made me think it was a modern-day work. He still chokes on fried rice whenever he gets a chance. :)
I love your father, my brother, our friend!
Aunt Linda
Of course you had a poem published in the Friend...of course you did.
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