I met a brown rabbit Today on the dunes When the curlews were piping Their queer, lonely tunes. He sat on his haunches As I came along, And watched while …
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October 14, 2015
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When Juan Quirk was a bit of a boy, nothing would do but his mother must tell him a story every night before he went to bed. And a special …
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Is it yerself tha’s theer, Betsy? Lif’ up the latch wumman – an’ come in. Shut the dhure quick – for the fire’s smookin’ with the eas’ win’ An’ I’m …