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Short
and feisty is my girl,
She's
filled with love
and compassion;
She
has a temper seldom
shown,
She
has her own style
of fashion.
Debbie
has suffered in
the past,
It's
made her strong
to the core;
She's
had love that didn't
last,
It's
left her yearning
for more.
Now
she's found the
love of her life,
With
him she will always
stay;
Deb
has had many rough
times,
But
now she's found
her way.
She
loves her children,
And,
to them is mighty
good;
She
gives them
all her love,
She'd
give all they
wanted if she
could.
Her
days are busy,
with work
and home,
She
runs her children
here and there;
Someday
they will
be grown
and gone,
Of
this she
is very much
aware.
Debbie
is my baby
girl,
And
a fine
woman she's
grown to
be;
She
may not
be perfect
in every
way,
But
she's
very
close--just
ask me.
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