Tom, Tom, the piper's son,
Okay, so he's not;
Tom is a son-in-law,
Marrying my girl was his lot.

 Tom is a contractor,
Some call him Dad;
Some call him Grandpa,
Now, that isn't bad.

Tom is a hunter,
Each fall he seeks deer;
Jasmine says, "Don't shoot me,
I'm not really a dear."

Tom puts in his line,
Hoping to catch a fish;
Trout are what he's after,
If he can have his wish.

He forgets where he's going,
Once he's on the way;
But Tom is such a good man,
Helping others every day.

Buckaroo Black Jack
Uses up his time;
He's become addicted,
He has to be on-line.

Now Tom is a quiet man,
Some call him boring;
But you won't find anyone better,
In fact, he's quite adoring.

We have all come to love him,
We think he's a special man;
He has brought fun and smiles,
And we're glad he's joined our clan.


 

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Tom is married to Debbie, my third daughter. Tom is one of the best things that has ever happened to Deb. He is kind and good to both her and her daughter, Jasmine. Tom has two daughters of his own by previous marriages and two grandchildren. Tom has a unique sense of humor and a heart of gold. We know we can count on him when the going gets tough.

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