Monday, July 18, 2005

The Voices in My Head

Little boy kneels at the foot of the bed
droops on little hands, little gold head..


Wynken, Blynken and Nod one night sailed off in wooden shoe...


James, James, Morrison, Morrison, Weatherby, George Dupree....


The sun did not shine it was too wet to play...


Once upon a time their were four little rabbits Flopsy, Mopsy, Cottontail and...


Christopher Robin has wheezles and sneezles they bundled him into his bed...


In the great green room...


Clam chowder for lunch!!!!


In all of France there was no mouse more beloved than Anatole...


It was very early Christmas morning, and in the stillness of the dawn, with the soft snow falling on the housetops, a little child was...


Little Black you are the best pony in the whole world....


Listen my children and you shall here of the midnight ride of Paul Revere...


I never really knew Father very well until we moved to the ranch...


Christmas won't be Christmas without any presents...


They tell us, Sir, that we are weak unable to cope with so formiable an adversary...


Marley was dead; dead as a doornail...


Where is he that wishes so? My cousin Westmorland?.... If we are marked to die we are enow....



"She thought to herself, 'This is now.'
'She was glad that the cosy house, and Pa and Ma and the firelight and the music, were now. They could not be forgotten, she thought, because now is now. It can never be a long time ago.'"



Happy 21st Birthday, Timothy !!



The Lord bless you and keep you
The Lord make his face shine upon you
And give you peace
And give you peace
And give you peace forever.......

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