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Crapaw My grandson calls me crapaw don't even ask me why, I truly think it's funny and I take it all in stride. He's such a frisky little guy and from morning until night, it's crapaw this, and crapaw that til he's in bed and out of sight. Now I have to tell you I don't mind that he calls me by this name, for like my other grandsons he loves me just the same. And I know that I be sad if he wasn't there at all, to call me by any name especially crapaw. |
Additional Notes:
I read this in my grand-daughters class at school, and you wouldn't believe
the response I got. I had several children ask me to read that crapaw poem again.
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