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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Eden Liat Harris – I Praise Twenty two years ago December twenty second, two thousand eighteen "star student" born this papa (and most likely thee birth mother) initially felt ecstatic, dramatic (yes frenetic), and careworn as freshly minted parents, but gifted with a daughter, whose existence far more precious than any Earthborn rare widgets, gewgaws, gems, et cetera, despite evoking unsolicited, unpleasant, and unmanageable forlorn communication "dirt poor" living (at least ten years of wretchedness at 1148 Greentree Lane) unable to toot our horn, cuz unbearable, undesirable, unforgettable, et cetera, and manifold challenged , when beloved Shana Punim evinced inborn developmental delay, (which severe electric cool aid acid test patience of this father), much more difficult than playing krummhorn, now after tendering the trials and tribulations, an amalgamation of poignant affects, whereat your permanent presence... (must never NOT precede mine), cuz..., I would definitely mourn, your absence, thus felt the timely opportunity to dash off a birthday poem to you in tandem with sharing, (while comfortably numb and figuratively licking war torn psychological wombs) - torn and ripped, queued, peppered natty psyche pockmarked with scorn from self, (and those lives, this dada immediately impacted) particularly your person roar'n with cumulative anger toward this insightful fellow, (who claims to know what thee feel toward me), especially when porn hours of valuable time, now caught (say, eh...approximately, fraught upon the half life of rare Earth element Eden), not just strictly naught heard thru the grapevine, but forcing Math (hew) analysis, via meditation, poetry writing therapy, et cetera. - - - - - - - - - Hence...I apologize, asper unasked for pain wrought thee, sans being unemployed, demeaning "mother Abby," bumbling, horrid house keeper (Hagrid himself, would turn down invitation), plus Facebook fiasco, imbroglio, and loco motive - complicit in behavior - - - - - - - - - comparable to pedophile, yet please let me conclude by admitting total lack of wherewithal. HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR DAUGHTER!
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