Ode to our Father

This is a poem to our Father, written by his two youngest daughters :

Our dad is one hell of a unique guy,

For this we can tell you many reasons why . . .

If you were to sit and pick his brain,

Be prepared to hear a lot about the metrolink train.

You will also get to hear,

about his love for Becks Beer,

and his trips to Germany almost every other year.

Now let us take you back to earlier days,

when "cats is cats" became his favorite phrase . . .

when he told us he voted for Donald Duck,

and The Carl's famous star burger was only a buck.

When he truly believed the tv turned your brain to mush,

and we went on magical mystery tours to see "snow" that was more like slush. . .

When "Guess the Composer" was the game before dinner,

so we'd yell "Beethoven . . . BACH . . . NO MOZART!" until someone was the winner.

Back when he taught our Sunday school classes

where he spread the word about Martin Luther to the 12 year old masses.

Yes, these are some things that make him OUR dad,

Yes, because of this man, wonderful times were definitely had!