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Let's Take a Drive

Sunday night means irritation aggravation, pure frustration Weekend’s gone, workweek looms Monday’s forecast, gloom and doom Cheer us up, my family pleads OK, let’s go outside and pick some weeds Don’t tell me there’s naught to do The bushes need some pruning too Alright, get up, let’s take a drive Down by the lake, the fish are alive We get in the car, I step on the gas Needle’s on empty, we’ll take a pass Another Sunday night just frittered away Almost forgot, Dad ~ Happy Birthday!

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Date: 4/24/2022 7:08:00 PM
(chuckling) Happy Birthday, Dad! The sweetest sounds a father can ever hear, other than the first cry of a newborn.
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