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Scenes from atop a windmill by robert manchester |
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Down the road from me
lives a man who has
a bird he calls a
hen, but it is a
cock so he has no
eggs,
just lots of crow.
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--Submitted by r1manchester on 2011-03-09.
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Phyllis Beckman:
When I was a child, my older relatives, of Norwegian descent, called me "tupa" which I think means "little chicken" in Norwegian lexicon or slang, or perhaps in affection. For sure in affection. I feel it still.
Posted 03/14/2011 09:55 AM
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