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My Hero

My hero can’t fly, he’s strong but not super He’s 43 years old and drives a mini cooper He doesn’t have x-ray vision, in fact he can barely see And he jumps a little everytime he sees a bee. He can fall asleep anywhere, and snores like thunder But even though he carries us he’s never been encumbered He used to be a step in a long flight of stairs But now he’s all of it, he’s always been there My Step-dad was there at night to drive me home From my first job, where I flipped burgers for hours trying not to groan I remember we went golfing, and I had my first drink And feeling funny afterwards throwing up in the sink He was there when my mom left, I’m surprised he stayed But he did because he loves us to his dying day Unlike my Mom my Dad’s no zero He loves us We love him And he’ll always be My Hero

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Date: 9/15/2017 12:22:00 AM
Touching n moving but speaks how for some boys their father is their hero n they want to ape them. Simple n nice
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