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The Delicate Matter of 'service'

When I was just a wee farm lad growin' up in Hoosier land, There were many things about farm life I didn't quite understand! One day I saw a neighbor leadin' a big bull down the gravel road. I asked my dear old Pa about that and this is what I was told. "Son, he's takin' that mean old bull to "service" a neighbor's cow." The implications of that went over my tousled head then, but now, I associate it with the "service" we git when dealin' with the IRS! (Don't you think I handled a very delicate matter with a modicum of finesse!) Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired (c) All Rights Reserved

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Date: 3/20/2014 5:53:00 PM
Hi Robert; It's been a long time. My computer don't always work right, but herebI am. As always - I think your poem is great. Thanks for sharing... Lucilla
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Date: 2/28/2014 8:09:00 AM
Again a winner in my book!
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Date: 2/24/2014 8:59:00 AM
Yes.
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Date: 2/23/2014 7:01:00 AM
Yes, you had just the right words to explain the situation..Great work..Your sense of humor delights everyone..Thanks for the visit to my page..I am filled with joy for you and Vera that she was found to be well..Sara
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Date: 2/22/2014 11:42:00 PM
LOL Funny, however given the choice I prefer the Bull !!!
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Date: 2/22/2014 5:45:00 PM
Now this is funny Robert...Tim
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