Thank God For Plumbers


Posted on 20th Jul 2020 03:10 pm by rohit kumar

Two old friends met on the street,

Hadn't talked in many a year;

"How's your family,?" asked this dear old friend,

"I'd really like to hear."

 

"George has a Master's in literature,"

The other said, with pride,

"And Mary's a grad in modern art,

Her career she has yet to decide."

 

"And How's Willy," the first friend kindly asked,

While the other displayed defeat;

"Oh, Willy's a plumber," she sighed, hanging her head,

"But wit

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