My daddy was asked to sign a paper
but his hands got shaky on the paper.
No. It was not cold.
In fact, he is very bold.
No. He was not nervous.
In fact, he is quite boisterous.
'Daughter you make me proud',
is wat he'd cried in a crowd.
I stood first again in my class
and still I wore no glass.
He was in his finest suite.
He was looking very cute.
His hat slanted in a perfect style,
his face was full of naughty smiles.
Tears trickled down his cheeks
and he pinched my red cheeks.
'Twas quite a lot of bliss
to seal his lips with a kiss.
We left the room hand in hand
heading toward the motor stand.
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