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I Miss Them I Mean Him So Much (limerick)

Updated on March 5, 2014

At funeral I cried a score

For brother I’d come to adore

And life’s memory

This man gave to me

And tools I won’t see anymore


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      Dianna Mendez 3 years ago

      Nice thought and pondering.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 3 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Those tools get you all the time.

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      Victor W. Kwok 3 years ago from Hawaii

      LOL about the tools!

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      Tim Mitchell 3 years ago from Escondido, CA

      I shall be haunted today. The imagery and the limerick offer so much to ponder of 'whom' or 'who' while pondering the 'what' of 'what.' Nice!


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      Karen Silverman 3 years ago

      some brother! he coulda left them to you no?? lol

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      Nithya Venkat 3 years ago from Dubai

      Sad about your brother. Tools are treasured by men.

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      DJ Anderson 3 years ago

      Super limerick!!

      I do understand men and their tools.

      I also understand the issue of others borrowing tools.


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      kidscrafts 3 years ago from Ottawa, Canada

      Sad to begin with but I was ready for your punch line :-)