Daddy's Little Girl - Poem by James McLain
I always was in thought of you.
Please tell me what to do.
When you have a question of.
You tell me what to do.
Daddy is the answer this feeling,
what of you?
Mother said your more,
but never less.
Daddy, mother was and is.
what you think about your head.
Daddy I'm not ready yet they do.
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