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Musings of the Amusing Muse
Deep thinker whose mind operates at warped speed.
Philosopher pondering the big (and little) things in life.
Storyteller. Office Ninja. Teller of bad jokes. User of big words.
The Morning After Christmas a poem… By The Amusing Muse It’s the Morning After Christmas and all through the farm, all the creatures were stirring but I’m snug and warm. The goats and chickens were fed, clucking and bleating did follow, Hens ducked into nest boxes and goats talked as they swallow. I emptied…
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Musings of the Amusing Muse 