A sleeping giant, boom boom boom,
Lives in my home, next to my room.
At night he snores so very bad,
By daylight he's me bestest dad.
Goes up and down
Roaring around
Shaking the ground
Dad's snoring sound
When I grow up I surely will
Borrow dad's every superb skill,
His smart head and the kindest heart
Minus, of course, the snoring part.
Goes up and down
Roaring around
Shaking the ground
Dad's snoring sound
With every year dad's snorings grow
But mom and I, we love him so.
April 29, 2022
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