The Tale of Smiling Jack
So what can I say bout my little Smiling Jack, his tongue as sharp as a razor and his whit as sharp as a tack.
A Doctor, a Lawyer, a Chef or a King, all these are possible for this kid of who’s praises I sing.
I can hardly be mad for my amazement at his skill, for telling such a straight face story, of solid Bull Ship at his will!
Now some qualities I can claim, Green Eyes an a Easy Smile amongst many others, but this skill for telling tales so well, well he got that one directly from his Mother! (don’t tell her I said so)
Love him oh I do, and I‘ll always have his back, he’s still my little Andrew, he’s still my Smiling Jack!
HAPPY 18TH Birthday Andrew
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