Beeper Rooter
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Reserves were out on duty, all around the P.N.E.,

Standing at the corners, keeping traffic flowing free.

The focus of this story, a career was soon at stake,

When R.P. Brenda Vandenborn, went off to take a break.
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She went into the trailer, closed the bathroom door,

Took off her full equipment belt, and dropped it on the floor.

Pepper spray and handcuffs, flashlight and baton,

Radio and bullet pouch, her pager hanging on.
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Time to go back out there, Brenda got redressed,

Her feet were aching badly, she soon would be depressed.

As the belt was swung around her, Brenda making haste,

The pager did a swan dive, from that belt around her waist.
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It hit the target in the middle, barely made a sound,

Just a tiny, little splash, as Brenda turned around.

Sinking quite unnoticed, because she was quite rushed,

It disappeared so easily, the commode so quickly flushed.
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Her pager too important, to meet this kind of fate,

In fact it could be critical, with her job in real estate.

The call went out for plumbers, to do the job you know,

Of retrieving Brenda's beeper, from the septic tank below.
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There is a happy ending, to this famous water act,

The pager somewhat soggier, but, seemed to be intact.

That plumber she will nominate, her hero of the year,

He prevented Brenda Vandenborn, from flushing her career.
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PC 664 T.J. Gowdyk 95-08-30 (124)

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