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My Father was a man most people liked to meet.
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Neither tall nor skinny, just kind, funny and sweet.
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He was a tech by trade, but a farmer at Heart.
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At home in the kitchen, He loved the baker's Art.
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Jesus must have needed an Angel Food Maker,
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So he called home the World's Best Devil's Food Baker.
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His wooden spoon has fallen, I took it up this year.
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If my Fudge is salty, I just seasoned with a Tear.
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Today we talk of Grandpa And his enduring love,
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Cooking Children Grandma, And our good Lord above.
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He is gone Forever, until that Trump does Shout.
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Things we did together, I will teach my Kids about.
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His Worries are at ease, with burdens laid to Rest.
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He will watch over us in Peace and Happiness.
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Quiet man in Heaven, just waiting patiently.
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Will I recognize him, Now that he's Six Foot Three?
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For William D. Musso 1929 - 1996
