Uncle Clyde's Treasure Poem by Lamar Cole

Uncle Clyde's Treasure



Uncle Clyde loved his Sears, Roebuck, and Company catalogs.
They were good to read.
And also good to wipe his butt with.
When he finished taking a dump.
He didn't care for wasting money on toilet paper.
A catalog page per dump was all that it took.
And sometimes he would find something good to order.
While taking a dump in the outhouse.
Yes, the catalogs were Uncle Clyde's treasure.

Saturday, November 14, 2020
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