Here Lies Old Bob
Robert Lee Hinshaw
If you think this place has no great appeal
Now how in the hell do you think I feel
On my stone let no bird light
If they do clean off the blight
Keep off the grass as at my tomb you kneel
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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Placed No. 8 in Andrea Dietrich's "Poetic Epitaph" Contest -October 2010
Copyright © Robert L. Hinshaw | Year Posted 2010
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