I wanted to buy you all joolery
But lacking for credit and cash
I offer instead this tomfoolery,
Fewer parts treasure than trash,
About life near the corner where Toolery
Meets not with Ogden but Nash.
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This poetry is posted by Bob's daughter, Heather...and on rare occasions by Bob himself. Please note that most poetry gets added retroactively. This can no doubt be confusing for readers, but is better for historical accuracy!
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