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This is a poem about my Dad taking me to Sunday School. |
| Dressed up for Sunday School Red polka dot hat Red polka dot purse White pressed dress With red trim of course White Patent leather shoes White lacy socks too All dressed up For Sunday school I follow my Daddy Close by his side We get in the car And to Church we ride Daddy takes me to class With a smile on his face I’ll meet you after Sunday School In this very place I knew he would be there As each week before He taught me to love Sunday School And what’s more He taught me of a Savior Who now is my Lord |