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Saturday, June 18, 2005


Granny lying in bed with hangover came up with this.

The trade winds do blow
The rains do not flow
So what do the sparrows do then,
Poor things?
To keep themselves fed
They nick corn and veg
From under the chooks' very wings,
Poor things.

Should she apologise for this?

Even though it's true?


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