Fables, fumbles and other literary hiccoughs. Thursday, June 22, 2006. Sing sweetly, sing sweetly, sing sweetly o little one the willowy trees whispered low over the newborn babe. Sing softly, sing still, sing for your king they crooned. Those trees beside the water, beneath the inky sky. They lifted their voices beneath the dancing stars; who winked and twinkled at the sleepy babe. Move often, move careful, move beyond what can be seen.

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Keeps the world from falling apart. Saturday, 1 May 2010. Yeah keep on talking Laurie. So my parents just arrived from the Makro. They have bought some pasta that looks like playdoh clay. i hope i will not die from eating it. well it looks like clay. Yes, people, i know this is like my tenth post in a day but you just have to understand that i am a boring person with a boring life who has completely nothing she can do today.

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