ROBERT TAYLOR

ROBERT TAYLOR

Roger A. Davis

Met a man today who knew many experiences
Yet, joy was his entrée
He served to me stories that included flashes of Wilt “The Stilt”
How do you top that?
By making him laugh
Easy for me, being so daft
One hour on a park bench
Rid the world of its horrid stench
Thank you, Mr. Taylor
From he who can swear like a sailor