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This work-centric poem my dad wrote

From a Christmas card a few years back. All he has to say about himself or his children is how we were earning money. Seems to mostly be an advert for his business.


From a Christmas card a few years back. All he has to say about himself or his children is how we were earning money. Seems to mostly be an advert for his business.

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