LETTERS From CAMP Rehoboth |
| Poetry: An Ode to Odor |
| by Marion |
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Yes, its me, Im the one Who seems a griper Chastizing Glen for not Changing a diaper. In his column he did THINK, Perhaps Id raised too big a stink. Now it looks like the camera Caught 'em, Wiping poop from babys Bottom. Though on the page you Cannot smell it, It does appear hes Lived to tell it. Okay, Ill admit I got a kick, To see that old dogs new trick. Eat my words? Ill gladly do it, A job well done Mr. Pruitt!! Marion
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LETTERS From CAMP Rehoboth, Vol. 8, No. 11, August 14, 1998. |