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December 2014
ROLL CALL
Two swans flew overhead
Come and see.
blame the chickadees:
upon this old, prayer request bulletin board
"Luke, I am your father."
I lie alone.
I can't work the loom.
making ornaments of women
Wiggle wiggle wiggle wiggle wiggle, yeah.
You, my son,
pouring through trees.
The hymn Amazing Grace says:
Picasso
It is a painstakingly detailed work.
a famous teetotaler
would move you
Her? You?
What sticks?
pieces of | a spoilt
Frame
I say yes to
pain; love is strange.
Fishermen