Feeling footloose and frisky, a feather brained fellow forced his fond father to fork over the farthings, and flew far to foreign fields and frittered his fortune; feasting fabulously with faithless friends. Fleeced by his fellows in folly, and facing famine, he found himself in a filthy farmyard. Fairly famished he fain would filled his frame with foraged food from fodder fragments. "Fooey! My father's flunkies fare far finer!: The frazzled fugitive, frankly facing facts, frustrated by failure, and filled with foreboding, fled forthwith to his family. Falling at this father's feet, he forlornly fumbled, "Father, I've flunked! I've fruitlessly forfeited family favour." The farsighted father, forestalling further flinching, frantically flagged the flunkies to fetch a fatling from the flock and fix a feast. The fugitive's fault-finding brother frowned on fickle forgiveness of former falderal, but the faithful father figured; "Filial fidelity is fine but the fugitive is found. What forbids fervent festivity? Let flags be unfurled, let fanfare flare!" So father's forgiveness formed the foundation for the former fugitive's future fortitude.
HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!
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