Supplies for plumbing made her father’s field.
Her granddad and his brothers did it first.
They bought the land their stores stood on, and sealed
the family in wealth as values burst
for Southern California coastal real
estate. But when her faucet broke, her thirst
for new took her to shop on Amazon.
It’s like her sense of heritage is gone…

(Ottava Rima)

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