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  John Grey

My Father the Inventor

 


Ten dozen
of them
in a box in the garage...
not one order...
and to think
the nation never
would have had to
pick up dog poop
with their hands again
had they only known
the man I knew...
the one who kissed my cheek
in lieu of any labor-saving alternative..
 

 

 

 

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