On February the fourteenth, two thousand and thirteen, the Wigwam women were pleasantly surprised by kind notes hand delivered by a very special friend. We could not help but respond in kind. The following is a poem written for a great man. D2, we hope this post gives you half the happiness your kindness has given us.
This is a poem for our friend D2
He is our Wigwam man - who knew?
He is helpful, he is kind
He asked us all to be his Valentine
We said yes, but of course
and we have absolutely no remorse
He wrote us cards that were so sweet
and he dances to the beat
Not just that, but he's tough too
he sent those mice to Timbuktu (That's a euphemism for death, if you didn't know.)
Truffles so great, he makes for us
but we feel this is not just
because it is too kind for our Wigwam
We're glad, D2, that you came along
-Poem written by the talented Lucy Bauer on behalf of the entire Wigwam.
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