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Ode to Poo

Saturday, July 3rd, 2004 · 1 Comment

Jen was inspired to write the following poem after the crazy day we had yesterday:

    t’was the night after moving, and all though the house
    what strange sounds we heard… the wind? …a mouse??
    after some detective work we realize in a snap,
    the noise we are hearing– it’s a big clog of crap!
    no longer can overlook the gurgling loo
    when outside in the garden is a huge pile of poo.
    out of the air vent and into the roses–
    a torrent of waste appears, holy shit- hold your noses.
    i grab my shovel and gabe his computer
    sweet jesus, where is the number for roto-rooter??

Tags: home ownership

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  • 1 Jack // Jul 13, 2004 at 5:10 pm

    Hey Jen and Gabe:

    Your poem on home ownership had me in stitches, ha! Would love to hear your progress on the house and sometime, get up to see you all moved in. Sorry we couldn’t make it to your housewarming but we’ll have to break in your porch with a glass of wine!

    Take care. Hope all is well.