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Created on: June 13, 2008
There's Uncle Joe
he moves so slow, except when the table is set.
There's Aunty Bec who never forgets who's who of who and what.
Thers's Aunty Alice and she's always around, when the red wine flows, you bet!
When Grandpa Frank, laughs til his spent
You know his jokes are well meant.
These family nights are so scarce,
but the memories, they last forever.
They are such good times,
you sort of regret, having wished they wouldn't happen ever.
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