Damsel in Distress
I miss poetry and singing and rhyme. At work there isn’t much of it, and because I’ve resolved myself to
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Stress and Starbursts
Somebody needs to slap me.* About every hour I pull three Starbursts from a jar, take them back to my
Come on a Safari with Me
They each lift their glass of wine and sip or gulp or sniff. Someone eats a cracker. Someone tells a