Glen Kappy

Poem By Linda Bella Wassermeister

I met someone just recently;
Glen Kappy is his name.
Seeing his picture's changed my life;
‘Twill never be the same.

His poetry is all upbeat;
he never sees the bad,
but always makes me feel so good,
for which I'm very glad.

His picture, though, that is the thing
that makes me very happy;
uncanny though this thing may seem,
he looks just like my pappy!

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He is a good old man Mr. Klappy.

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