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I paid no attention to my man,
But recently I was in demand,
To bring his chips, dip and beer,
For in his seat, he waited with cheer.
He is SO ready for his Nascar show.
I can tell cause his face is a glow.
He displays a smile from ear to ear,
And no one speaks, so he can hear.
The race is on, he’s glued to his seat.
He’s hoping Number TWENTY will beat.
He hears a screech, a driver wants power.
“Back up Rusty“, they call from the tower.
There’s pit stops for oil, tires and such.
That doesn’t delay Tony too much.
The checkered flag waved Tony Stewart!
OK Tony, Bob knew you could do it!

(WRITTEN & DEDICATED TO: my husband,
ROBERT “BOB” LESLIE, HOPEWELL, VA)

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Paula Leslie (PAL)
"Give a little of yourself each day to someone in need and you will be rich in your heart."


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