22-Wednesday, February 16, 1988
If Jonathan asks a young girl for a date,
And arrives at the hour appointed,
We hope the young lady agrees he looks great;
We wouldn’t want her to be disLapointed.
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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