Goin' Fishin'

Grubby little fingers,
Dirty little face;
Racing through life at the speed of light,
There's no one could take his place.
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Riding on a stick horse,
With a cowboy hat and a gun;
Accomplishing his mission in life,
To bring mischief, laughter and fun.
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There's no one like a grandson,
To bring a grandparent joy;
Snips and snails and puppy dog tails,
All wrapped in a little boy.
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A little bit of sunshine,
A blessing from the Lord;
He's got us right where he wants us,
He's the little man we adore.

Allison Chambers Coxsey ©1995



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Art By: Tom Sierak
Used with permission.

Background set © www.tarasfunpages.com

Music "Flyaway" By: Andy Klapwyk