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Your Grandson

Our Families all done great things Such deeds to make you proud But I've always been the black sheep That stands out in our crowd I've took too many chances And swam the seven seas While all our clan grew businesses Gained wealth and PHD's But you'll never hear a bad word spoken For all the things that I have done As you love to hear the tales Of me reaching for the sun You never once have judged me When I choose a different path Cause your eyes shine when I'm with you And I always make you laugh Your the first to scream for justice When my sky is falling down For you know there is a difference Between wild and a clown I'm the black sheep of the family But still your heart I've won As I measure all of my sucess By being your Grandson

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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