My Daddio

I love my Daddio.
  Oh how I love my Daddio.
He’s so cool.
He’s so bad.
  He’s the best Daddio I ever had.
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My teeth hurt
  for my Daddio
For all the wrong I’ve done.
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How I’ve mocked him
   Disregarded him
Forgotten him
   For my impatience with him
My lack of understanding of his needs
   I feel remorse.
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Oh my dear Daddio
   Be happy!  Be well!
I will enjoy our time together.
   I will not over plan.
I will find things you like to do.
   We’ll go to Frankenmuth for lunch.
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Oh Daddio
   I’m make you coffee
And we’ll sit outside.
   We’ll work on the photo album.
We’ll visit Clark
   or Vivian and Dorothy.
We’ll visit Rosalie and Kris.
   I’ll take you to Bloomington
      to see your brother Sam
So you can annoy him in person.
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Oh Daddio
    I sound more like you every day.
Rich or poor its good to have money.
   Der reydala dreytzik
Its a veshaydana veld.
   Singing snippets of songs
I feel happy and big hearted
   Like you Julio Leonardo
Lion hearted one talking, joking
   I talk to myself so someone will listen.
He’s a riot.  He’s one of kind.
   He’s Julius what-did-you-say Mallor.

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