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Nov 2015
I never asked for college fund,
Appreciate you got me one.
But you suppose since you saved up,
I should spend it on what you want.

Where I'm attending, advice you offer,
"Go to this school, my alma mater.
Close to home, your Mother and Father.
Here to help and see you prosper."

"Art majors will make you nothing.
Choose Math, you can switch to something,
When you find what makes you money
and you don't mind doing plenty."

"Now go off, make us proud son.
Please be safe, not too much fun.
These are the best years, when you're done
it's all just work, kids and beer gut."
Kessler
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Kessler  Columbus, OH
(Columbus, OH)   
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