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My father was a plumber and more He is gone now with much forlorn I miss his advice and lore A leak sparked memory Of great days of yore Advice I seek To fix my Toilet Leak
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May 19, 2013
May 19, 2013 at 12:19 PM UTC
Plumber (Rhyme Nonet)
My father was a plumber and more He is gone now with much forlorn I miss his advice and lore A leak sparked memory Of great days of yore Advice I seek To fix my Toilet Leak
I fixed it while thinking about him. He taught me more than he knows. I miss are time spent together, even arms deep in toilets. Love you Dad!
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May 19, 2013
May 19, 2013 at 12:19 PM UTC
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