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The Golden Rule
We must apply the golden rule to nature because there are those who would cut us down; who would drill us with holes; who would fill us with poisons...
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- 855 reads
Off the Isle of Hendiadys

It's not on the map, but then... neither are these people...
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- 3524 reads
Man And Woman
Man And woman By Paul McCann Man and woman together mate , Predestined to love is our fate and to grow into something great we need to relate ,...
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- 615 reads
Manners Please!
“Fee, Fi, Fo, Fum, I smell the blood of an Englishman; Be he alive or be he dead, “I'll grind his bones to make my bread.” “Puddin's burnt”...
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- 910 reads
Screw Dreams
My gaze will always hold you In the most angelic pose With morning flowers and misty dew I have the sweetest dreams when I doze Do not pinch, or I...
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- 510 reads
Early April Flowers

White wood anemones, bright-wide in the sun sparkling sprinkled on the woodland floor, while bluebells prepare their blue spring haze; …
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The Paul Bunyan Of Space
Of all the tall tales told by space mariners, perhaps there's none taller than John Jet, the giant spaceman. They say he was just an ordinary sized...
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Men and Boys
Babies on the back seat cause accidents. Accidents on the back seat cause babies. There are three stages of man– He believes in Father Christmas He...
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- 773 reads
Old Tunes open the gateways of memories
“Oldies” open up the gateways of memory Every once in a while, an old tune from yesteryear will reach out and grab my consciousness. A memorable...
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The Last Child
Eileithyiai – she comes to her aid The rural land is furtive Death is the epitome of childbirth This is her tenth baby. Her heart is weak. She yells...
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