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A poem about the cycle of love spanning generations. |
| A sporty young man Looking dapper and clean, While his most treasured woman Is so shapely and lean. Both earn a living To help raise their child, As mom, she’s so giving, Her husband, so styled! Their son, so beloved, By these proud, doting parents. But what's clearer than mud Is some ladies make dents. But feeling quite perky, So good with her chap, This sweet guy, no turkey, There’s no such mishap. |