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Sunday, April 17, 2016
Poem for the Day
There once was an old man from Nantucket.
Who stepped on a fish next to a bucket.
“What a nice mess,
And I really must confess.
I’d rather an oyster so I could shuck it.”
The Resident Curmudgeon
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