I, m the Dad you never knew
Mum and me we both were through
I went away but i was glad
To become the Dad who, s never bad
My Grandchild said the other day
Nana why is it Dad call, s Papa Steve?
Wanting some sense of make believe
To find out i, m not his Dad, s real Dad
Some times life take turns to flow
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