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Little
Miss
prim
and
proper,
Serious
to
the
bone;
My
oldest
daughter,
Mary,
Her
skills,
she
did
hone.
She
worked
her
way
through
college,
As
her
children
grew;
She
never
gave
up
on
herself,
And
now
my
dream
has
come
true.
Aunt
Mimi
to
those
who
love
her,
She's
strict
but
always
fair;
All
the
children
love
her,
Because
they
know
she
cares.
Puzzles,
lighthouses
and
cross
stitch,
Are
hobbies
at
which
she
plays;
Job,
family,
teaching
and
fun,
Are
what
fills
up
her
days.
She's
grown
to
be
a lady
great,
Just
as
was
her
namesake;
She
loves
warm
weather
and
sun,
And
boating
on
the
lake.
If
you
think
she
makes
me
proud,
I'd say
you're
mighty
right;
I thank
the Lord
for this
daughter,
Each
and every
night.
©Sandra
Oidtman
2005
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