Little Grey Bungalow: A Christmas Poem

Little Grey Bungalow

Little Grey Bungalow

Tuesday, December 25, 2018

A Christmas Poem

Shay at 7:30 AM

3 comments:

JackieDecember 25, 2018 at 12:57 PM
That's clever!
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SamDecember 26, 2018 at 6:48 AM
Better words than a tree that a cat has eaten and then returned...
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ShayDecember 27, 2018 at 12:59 PM
Yes, and I can't find the poet.
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Shay: the rural Midwest, United States; Middle-aged Middle-westerner, retired Marine and Detroiter who somehow wound up in a farm village of 1100 people. I am a Red Cross volunteer and adrenalin junkie, and retired from my job as a bioterrorism/public health planner. My hobbies are military history and needlework. I share the bungalow with the Spousal Unit, Batdog our GSD and his sidekicks, Little Man and Blitzen (who thinks he's a German shepherd), and cats Sheba and Minnie. You will find here free patterns from my collection of pre-1955 needlework magazines (sewing, knitting, tatting, crochet, embroidery, etc) as well as old recipes, vintage household hints, poetry, occasional rants, LOLCats, and any pieces of ephemera that tickle my fancy.

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