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Saturday, March 1, 2025

Rev'd Spooner Meets Rev'd Carroll






 

He sought to thaw  
each thought he saw 
fly, frozen, from his mind. 
He gazed once more, 
then, dazed, he swore, 
supposin' he'd gone blind.

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I sing of arms and the man... ...not his farm and gas mine...  (This is a tale of heroes in war, not agribusiness and the energy sector.)