This prompt word of “daddy” hadn’t been posted yet when I wrote my poem for the day using the other three prompts from sites I draw my words from every day, but now that it has been posted, I think it deserves its own post. This post from three years ago was not viewed by many people now reading my blog, so thought it warranted a second posting.
The prompt for the day was daddy.
This is Marilyn, my sister’s across-the-street neighbor. We went to college together but didn’t know each other then. A while ago she started reading my blog and she says her heart was especially tugged by the Scrub Daddy Saga, which with this blog is stretching to 4 posts—I think the most I’ve devoted to any topic. To read the opening episodes, you can go HERE, (Don’t forget to read the the best part––the comments of a representative of the Scrub Daddy corporation who somehow becomes aware of my posting and enters into the rhyme fest,) then HERE, then HERE.
Marilyn arrived one day with a package that included a number of the Scrub family whom I had never met before. They came complete with the note below: “Here is what happens when Scrub Daddy and Scrub Mommy get together. Va-Va-Voom!! Scrub Mommy was there dressed all in pink…
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I hope this one lasts a little longer 🙂 Love the poetry responses in your second blog – I missed this first time round
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And did you read the one the company sent back to me? That was the amazing thing as they’d just somehow read my blog and picked up on it. They must have a search out for anytime anyone mentions it on the web. I’ve since bought at least four more to have backups…ha.
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I did. Excellent customer service 🙂
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This one has lasted 7 months so far, but I don’t use it every time I scrub. Mainly for keeping in the soap dish to strain the soap suds through and for glasses and an occasional dish. I have two extras as well that are sitting in reserve.
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