Going Home For Our 50th Poem by bobby beddoe

Going Home For Our 50th



Going home for your 50th? Well, Gas-up the car.
Let's all show up rather from near or far,
Some Hounds we've seen real often,
Others we can't remember when;
Hope we recognize who some of us are.

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