Uncle DaveA Poem by SorenAlways late everyone had to wait for my uncle Dave Came back from war, Nazi's souvenir's galore, a nation did save Took the cushion from Hitler's chair, under Patton he was there, he was brave Graduated Harvard MBA, went to work right away, his own enclave No one knew what he did, over all a secret lid, took it to his grave Took us to the show, for us cleared out a whole row, made people go, uncle Dave Gridlock on the freeway, got out cleared cars away, an exit gave Parked in any official spot, never got towed or caught, police would just wave Late at the airport to say goodbye, wouldn't let the plane fly, an order gave TSA drove him out to the plane, lowered stairs a goodbye did obtain, uncle Dave My wife while walking by, with her eye through a window did spy, him showing training films in an office of the FBI, uncle Dave Put his finger to his lips, then moved it as a zipper zips, uncle Dave
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