A poem by Angela

Airplanes, airplanes, Daddy likes airplanes.
First he goes up, then he goes down.
Airplanes, airplanes, Daddy flies in airplanes.
First he goes up then he comes back with a great big SMILE! 😀
But the only thing that doesn’t belong in this poem is something Daddy likes to do.
Guess what that is?
You’re right!
Daddy likes to be funny!

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