My father’s rich you know and I’ll tell you why? He spends hours playing softball with me. He shows me how to hold a bat. He yells run fast. See my father takes time with me, because my father’s rich you know.
He spends hours at the river with me. Throwing me in and listening to me giggle with glee. He yells swim and then yells, “Let’s do it again.” See my father has time to spend with me because he’s rich you know.
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