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When What To My Wondering Eyes Should Appear?

Old Jim learns the true meaning of Christmas.

                You think Christmas is only for children? That's what old Jim Hadfield thought too and as he was to discover, it is simply a matter of never losing sight of what Christmas intrinsically means and what magic exists still, in those remote pl...

The Foolish Apradore

A nonsense poem to settle myself into this account

The trees hated to think of wicked little babiesAs they wonder along the lonely harborsbut if they had some ice cold meats, then maybethey would rather ponder barbers."Listen to their mumbles, crawling through the air!"The tiny shrub did shout in pride,"W...