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No Phone For Vicky? Never

My oldest daughter calls me All hours of the day Just to say, "I love you!" A little joke she plays She calls me every break she gets Calls me when she wakes If she's going out Oh, for heaven's sakes! I'm outta the shower Or heading off to bed You'd think she lives miles away But lives with me instead I cannot be mad For her voice is music to my ears It's things like this I will be remembering for years.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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