Funny poems from grandchildren
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Grandpa's favorite - your holiday today!
For you, we'll stand Grandfather Mountain!
You are head of the family, and you're our hero!
For you, we eat a whole cake grandfather,
Drink all compotes, spun in the dance!
Grandmother outpost to drink brandy.
The others will not - drink and all that!
Do not be shy grandfather - pour fuller!
Today's Birthdays - Today the anniversary!
From small grandchildren
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Our favorite Grandpa! You poem from us!
Listen to our grandmother and I eat well,
Play with your friends quietly, not boxed chocolates
At home on the farm all grandchildren helps!
Another beloved grandfather try not to hurt,
We love you much and does not give to grow old!
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Today a cool holiday! Its beautiful there!
Today is the birthday celebrating our grandfather!
We congratulate you! We wish you from the heart,
That all your gifts were good,
Toys for let more friends you are,
Delicious sweets, biscuits and cakes,
That we're grandpa played from the heart!
To sing songs together and started dancing!
Live beloved grandfather a hundred thousand years in a row
And that their gifts you would be very pleased!
From granddaughter
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Grandpa is my hometown favorite, cute
I wish you happy birthday to congratulate
You're not old and be always beautiful
You are perfect - not take away or add
I taught you to be strong and courageous
Grievances do not forgive and cherish friendship
Grandpa dear, I wish you
Healthy to live a hundred years!
From grandson
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Whose birthday celebration today
It is my native grandfather's birthday
I can not speak the words of beautiful
But his grandfather, and I find no one
I am wise, I do not know a person smarter
The good and my grandfather risible
And even for the grizzled temples full of snow
Dandy our as always immaculately dressed
And always at the entrance of the old woman,
Just seeing him in the distance
Straightens curls, bobbins,
What hitherto hidden in a scarf.
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Today I went to the grandfather
With its most expensive gift
Let Granddaddy will be fine
After the soldiers I do not feel sorry for him
Birthday I brought him
His favorite toys
But the game is boring one
Acquaintances would call it old women
They arranged a feast for the whole world
Will run around with guns, laughing
Summoned grandfathers of all apartments
Up in the morning so will be entertained.
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