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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Our House Is A Very, Very, Very Fine House

I just made a realization. This will be my one-hundred-seventy-fifth post and I rarely talk about myself. I happen to be one of the most amazing things I can imagine. In fact, I find myself an extremely fascinating, witty, highly intelligent, brilliant conversationalist. My wife goes so far as to say I’m a legend in …

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