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Daddy had to go away
A few years ago. It's been so long, Since I 'member I saw him last. Mommy used to pray Before dinner, and Before we went to bed, And in her room Oh, so dark and scary, When she thought I was asleep. It's okay, Mommy, You told me Daddy'd come back soon. Tomorrow is The Parade! Hurray! It's the Day! The Day of the Parade! The last Monday of May! The Memorial Day Parade! We go, every year. Ohh, it's so exciting! You told me Daddy'd be here. You told me every year All the Daddy's who went away Some of them come back today! Daddy might come home to stay! Let's go Mommy! Maybe Daddy's in this years parade! Why are you crying Mommy? Your shoes hurt again? So many people everywhere! They are too tall, I can't see the Parade. Mommy, is Daddy here today? 'Every year you grow older, My Child, And a little bit taller.' One of these years, Mommy says, I'll be tall enough To see my Daddy again. Mommy, why are you crying? Do your shoes hurt again?
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