An Ode to My Father
My dad is a peach,
my dad is a king,
We talk about any and ev'rything!
He checks on me at night
even though I'm far away
and sends me stuff
though it isn't my birthday
He knows quite a lot,
and he never forgets;
and he never forgets;
He's up to date on
Lawrence Welk's greatest hits!
Bus drivers love him;
he knows them all by name.
He's a very proud father of
Five tiny dames.
He loves little Earnie,
my Mom's tiny pup.
and when Morning Moo is gone,
He mixes more up!
When his son left for a mission
he couldn't help but smile;
he pounced on unsuspecting missionaries
in the produce aisle.
He speaks with great flair,
has a stentorian voice.
He loves jazzy show tunes
and really hates noise.
Ebenezer is his hero,
of Oscar he's a fan
but we all know he's a softie;
He's a very gentle sort of man.
He's a friendly neighbor,
takes a strong political stance.
He makes himself memorable
by wearing highwater pants.
He knows Church History
from beginning to end,
but most importantly,
My Dad is my friend.
Happy Birthday, DAID!
