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I know grandpa

what did grandpa know before my verbal flaks? did he see me peeking over the sofa arm I give him clues to find his little Pax hoping I can enthrall him with my charm. loved to sit on his knee and get a back rub then on his leg to ride bronco style being a dude like him I am called his bub but he is my fa fa that enjoys my smile. he helps me up when I crawl over to him then I climb up on his chest looking down with my big loving grin I know that grandpa loves me the best

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