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The Wall

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“What a dear old wall that is that runs along by the river there! I never pass it without feeling better for the sight of it. Such a mellow, bright, sweet old wall; what a charming picture it would make, with the lichen creeping here, and the moss growing there, a shy young vine peeping over the top at this spot, to see what is going on upon the busy river, and the sober old ivy clustering a little farther down! There are fifty shades and tints and hues in every ten yards of that old wall. . . . It looks so peaceful and so quiet, and it is such a dear old place to ramble round in the early morning before many people are about.” Jerome K. Jerome, “Three Men In A Boat (To Say Nothing of the Dog)” Ch. 6 (1889)
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You Have Your Diversion . . .

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Just Do It Right!

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“Belagcholly Days” by Anon.

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[note: this one is best read out loud holding your nose--it may help] Chilly Dovebber with his boadigg blast Dow cubs add strips the beddow add the lawd, Eved October’s suddy days are past– Add Subber’s gawd! I kdow dot what it is to which I cligg That stirs to sogg add sorrow, yet I trust That still I sigg, but as the liddets sigg– Because I bust. Add dow, farewell to roses add to birds, To larded fields and tigkligg streablets eke; Farewell to all articulated words I faid would speak. Farewell, by cherished strolliggs od the sward, Greed glades add forest shades, farewell to you; With sorrowing heart I, wretched add forlord, Bid you–achew!!! – Unknown, collected in Frederic Lawrence Knowles,  A Treasury of Humorous Poetry , 1902 (ht: Futility Closet)
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