Grow, Eric

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REGULAR GUYGod's a regular guy He likes baseball and bowlingand nights out with the boys.He likes to fish and work on His carand have the apostles over for barbecues by the pool. God even has a first name.His first name is Bob.That's right, Bob.It's not Robert.That's too formal.And it's not Bobby,He's a grown man for crying out loud.It’s Bob.Nice and friendly, short and sweet.Just plain old Bob.Bob GodTHE GREAT WRITERSAll the great writers are dead,and replacements will be hard to find.That's because the reading scores keep declining every year in the public schools.Consequently, grammar and syntax are complete mysteries to an entire generation. I'm sure that many of you are nodding your heads, perhaps noting that this poem is powerful testimony to all of the above. Well, if that's the way you feel, the next time you vote against a school bond issue, just remember this poem.—  Eric Grow Brea CAWHAT OLD MAN JOHNSON SAID TO GRANDPA AFTER RETURNING THANKSHubert, help yo'sef To the biscoots And the henfruits And the grave-i.And Grandpa did.112

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