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It was Good Archimedes Who, dunking his rubber ducky, (“Eureka!”) In the bathtub, found it displaced An equal weight of bathtub Wa..

Santa owes us Big Time. When he brings his sack next year, He’ll have to make us happy; He made us blue this year. All the gifts we want..

wrapped around Joseph’s two fingers the tiny hands of Jesus one sad day two iron spikes will pierce #

Cook-monks in Tibet meditate in stillness so they might hear the whisperings of their souls. Real life on the Earthly plane is all illusion, ..

marriage requires hard work two lovers in for the long haul not two fools easily swayed by temptation to remove from their fingers gold rings ..

angry blizzard winds heave strong shoulders against doors where snow drifts pile high #

December wears her heavy coat, earmuffs and a long red scarf. Into her rosy hands all chapped she blows hot air the sun won’t yield. Som..

from tips of branches orioles build hanging nests orange ornaments. #

Will this war end in my lifetime? It’s an answer I’d like to know. How much higher must death tolls climb? How much bloodier must s..

hope’s a pill she dissolves away in lyes cursed forever among strangers stranded on despair’s far side no friend to roll bac..