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                                      To my son

Oh, my son,

 Go and run,

And have fun,

There in the sun,

You're so kind,

Like you I can't find,

Make up your mind,

To your word you must bind,

Having the sense of altruism,

You give with enthusiasm,

For your sisters you should care,

And no penny you should spare,

To make them happy, free of care,

With your parents you have to be tender,

And leave them no time to wonder,

Of you they would grow fonder,

And pray to be a follower of God's order.