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INTO THE THINGS OF THE LORD [C.1996 < GK.
KYRIOS LORD + -ITY; IMIT. CURIOSITY]


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Friday, December 13, 2002 AD
The Wicked Fairy at the Manger
My gift for the child:
    No wife, kids, home;
    No money sense. Unemployable.
    Friends, yes. But the wrong sort—
    The workshy, woman wogs,
    Petty infringers of the law, persons
    With notifiable diseases,
    Poll tax collectors, tarts;
    The bottom rung.
    His end?
    I think we'll make it
    Public, prolonged, painful.

Right, said the baby. That was roughly
What we had in mind.



(Poem by U. A. Fanthorpe; stolen from Tim E2)
Posted by Valerie (Kyriosity) at 12/13/2002 05:07:00 PM • Permalink




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