You’d Think Mother Nature Would Learn To Clean Up After Herself

Something for all the poetry lovers A nature poem from the pen, or more likely the computer, of the famed poet Mista Angel-Ohh! “If I were a bird I’d say Tweet, Tweet, Tweet.  I’d go to the feeder, and Eat, Eat, Eat.  Tasting yummy seeds, I’d think Yes, Yes, Yes.  And proceed to make a …

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New (to me) Holiday Traditions That I Don’t Understand

My Grandparents tradition My grandparents had a seven-foot, aluminum foil, Christmas tree every year. It stood on a base that spun it around. On it hung blue and green balls, nothing else. Above it was a yellow light and below was a spinning thing that changed the floodlight illuminating it from red to blue to …

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