National Poetry Month – Day 24: Bob’s Your Uncle

Today’s poem is another bit of silly, written in rhyming free verse for the prompt (suggested from Facebook), Bob’s Your Uncle.

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Bob’s Your Uncle

Bob’s your uncle you see,
on that we can all agree
We mourn his demise,
but his estate is the prize
and he left every cent to you
So now you are rich
without any hitch
and Bob’s your uncle

© A. F. Stewart 2020 All Rights Reserved

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