SHOUT OUT to the sidewalks.
They keep me off the street.
SHOUT OUT =
to my fingers.
I can always count on the=
m.
SHOUT OUT to facial hair.
I always tried to shave it off, but now it’s kind of growing o=
n me.
SHOUT OUT to that old vacuum cleaner I sold on eBay=
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It was just gathering dust around my=
house anyway.
SHOUT OUT to the DMV for encouraging me to=
be an organ donor.
Glad I had the guts.=
SHOUT OUT to my arms.
They’re always at my side.
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SHOUT OUT to a good night’s sleep.
It’s so easy I can do it with my eyes closed.
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SHOUT OUT to my boss who said, “=
;Dress for the job you want, not for the job you have.”
Now I can go to work as Batman.
SHO=
UT OUT to my barber who told me he can’t cut my hair any longer.=
No problem. I wanted it cut shorter anyway.
SHOUT OUT to the silent a=
uction for charity.
I bid on a dog whist=
le and two mimes.
SHOUT OUT to my car transmission every =
time I shift into reverse.
It always tak=
es me back . . .
SHOUT OUT to my legs.
They always support me.
SHOUT OUT to my grandmother.
It’s the=
only way she can hear.
~~
Dr. Bob Griffin
R=
20;Abhorring all my sin, adoring only Him”
[email protected] www.grif.net=