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Friday, March 12, 2010

Maybe He's Not Al Martino, But She Is Certainly Daddy's Little Girl

You're the end of the rainbow, my pot of gold,


You're daddy's little girl to have and hold.

A precious gem is what you are,

You're mommy's bright and shining star.



You're the spirit of Christmas, my star on the tree,

You're the Easter bunny to mommy and me.

You're sugar you're spice, you're everything nice,

And you're daddy's little girl.



You're the end of the rainbow, my pot of gold,

You're daddy's little girl to have and hold.

A precious gem is what you are,

You're mommy's bright and shining star.



You're the treasure I cherish so sparkling and bright,

You were touched by the holy and beautiful light.

Like angels that sing a heavenly thing,

And you're daddy's little girl.




And she has a BONE BOW!!!



Ahhh....things are certainly different for daughters than for sons.  Nuff said!

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