Eulogy For My Bathroom

(NOTE: Photo is from March. Don't worry - I didn't cut my hair.)

In order to move to Dreamland, Oregon, one of the miracles we need is for our house to sell. Mike the real estate agent walked through our house, and did not think that people would want a bathroom like ours. Apparently, people like boring colors. So, the bathroom got painted today. Hence, the following.

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I remember the time that I painted you.
It took twelve days, with many a hue
Of purple bubbles - dark, medium, and light.
With "Evita" playing, so pretty, at night.

But today I had to paint you tan.
To sell the house, gotta please da man.
You were the best bathroom for our fam.
I'm sorry. I'll miss you. Fondly, Sam.

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This poem is dedicated to my mom, clm, who provided a great example of how multiple colors can be used to create an attractive bathroom. My mom rules.