When i was young my dad was very strict
He didn't want me to be a thug in the street
My father taught me the importance of time keeping
The bad side of lying to get out of situations by fiddling
He didn't want me to be a thug in the street
When i was young my father was never thrifty
My father taught me the importance of time keeping
The good side of keeping my word without quibbling
When i was young my father was never thrifty,
Or, the bad side of lying to get out of situations by fiddling
But, the good side of keeping my word without quibbling.
When i was young my dad was very strict
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Aye aye Captain. Indeed we do. Thanks for casting your anchor here.
Lesson's learned by a wise father in well articulated repetitious lines, do we not all learn by repetition? As long as we are repeating what is right!
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I would like to translate this poem
Lovely tribute to a father who teaches his children to be worthy in life