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Daddy Went A Courtin'
 

 
My father was a charming fellow and a confirmed bachelor at thirty nine

Who one day met my Mom and she thought he was mighty fine

My Mom was a lovely lady and divorced with a very small little girl

Dad like her right off, he said that's okay Sweetie, so they gave it a whirl

Down the road a bit, My Dad asked her for her hand, in wedlock

She said yes, and they left the cafe and walked down the sidewalk

They were wed in nineteen hundred and thirty nine, til death do part

They were the best parents a kid could ask for, they loved each right from the start.



Poem written for the challenge 'Til Death or Days Do Part'
Narrator: OnePurpleCrayon February 6th, 2015

By BlueeyedBandit

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This Poem is part of a Challenge: - TILL DEATH OR DAYS DEPART (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: - TILL DEATH OR DAYS DEPART (challenge has been closed)


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