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Robert L. Martin

Robert L. Martin

Father America

Fathers of America and everywhere else
have a commitment for all and for himself,
to look over his blessed children forever
and never lose sight of them no never.
 
For this he shall be honored on this day
for his commitment that he obeyed.
He is a special person to kook up to,
always attentive as you grew and grew.

I wrote this for The Belt and Beyond (Father's Day Issue)

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