Trucks In Susan B. Komen Pink Poem by Bill Grace

Trucks In Susan B. Komen Pink



When the burly owner of the company
Lost his mother to cancer
He kept his vow and painted his trucks pink
I doubt it hurt business a bit
There is something about an air conditioning and heat man
Arriving in a pink truck
Especially if you know the story of a son’s love.

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