My Grandfather


My very dear grandfather,
The father of my father,
The storage is unlimited for the knowledge he gathers.

My grandpa tells me a lot of things,
He tells about history of freedom to history of kings,
He tells and joyously sings.

A lot of adventure,
I feel like in I am in venture,
Now he has ended up with a denture.

Travelling with sheep flocks,
And so many shocks,
His stories are never-ending stocks.

I love my grandfather,
The father of my father,
The storage is unlimited for the knowledge he gathers.

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