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Thursday, February 13, 2020

Runcibl'd Spooner

You've reach'd a parting of the ways.
Just one you now must choose.
Croaks Lawn Care worker M. Francaise,"
"Comb grassplots...? Je refuse'!"
      (The Road Not Taken 
The Toad Not Rakin.')
     Moral:
Ape Yogi: when you meet a fork,
take it! (How I ♥ New York!)

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