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Harry-The Madisons' Keeper

Over fourty years
In the biz
Tending and herding sheep
With a rod iron staff
Like vultures some
Perched for night love

The flock, patrons of his inn
Often stumble upon this relic
At the corner of Turner and Madison

A wiley ole' jock
Back in his day
Blue devil fan
A hoopsters way

A patron on probation gets tossed
For a day or a week
They're welcomed back, though, cause'
His heart does bleed for the
Innocent and meek

For myself
A pleasure
To have known this man
The keeper of tenders
Stop by if you can

His respect for me
When I gloss his floors
Growling at times
When I miss my chores

For future times
That lie ahead
Many hangovers
I often dread

To keep it clean
Within my heart
Bless his soul
Should he ever depart

poem by Matt Mondschein
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