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Gramps

Never knew my grandpa's, they were too old. I cannot now sing true grampus songs. I get all teary-eyed about those two dead and gonners. I dream of going fishing with them, listening to their tall tales, and, well you know, just getting along fine with the old guys. Hey Grandaddies, what's up? Do you look up or down on me - your once whippersnapper blood-kin? I'm a grandpappy myself now. with grandkids, It's grand, Do you miss that toy train? It went: choo-choo-choo, you bought it for your own nippers and it got passed down, sorry, gramps, I lost it somewhere along the line, like I lost you. Maybe you are both riding that loco now, just chuffing along with a huff- huff and choo-choo glee. Wish I could hear, wish I could see.

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