My Will - Poem by bobby beddoe
Wally, my oldest, is a New York comp Guru,
Joe, almost as old, in an Austin comp Guru, too.
Bandi's my SPCA Siamese,
Brother, was also a fefugee,
Both think I'm a terrorist when time for their shampoo!
But, whenever from this world I evacuate,
To these, my four children, I do stipulate:
Joe, and Bandi,
I bequest each 1/4 of my estate!
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