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April 28, 2014

Hearkening back to those Watchtower musings which, to the uninitiated, were a rather dubious collection of slightly spirited essays that festered and fidgeted their way from consciousness to paper on the coattails of some rather impromptu door-to-door solicitation intrusions Davey hereby posts felicitations:

Stuffing the woodstove one chilly day,
and guess who dove (drove!) into this silly fray?
Heating the home
from the day before
when a well-dressed gnome
gave a knock at the door.

We have to confess, oh yes, gawd blessed, although we raised our voices;
nothing else will protect all the rest
from making such bad choices.