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it’s often easy to gloss over discreet details,
Details which make an occasion quite remarkable How a feeding trough became a cot, Offspring of man, temporary stay in fodder carrier Past the feeding trough event In a certain place, on a certain day A conversation was struck between two; In summary: Foxes have holes Birds of the air, nests Yet begotten of man, no place to lay his head A continuing convo today Could he board with you? Would you have room for one more? It promises to be unburdensome A peaceful living arrangement can be expected Comments are closed.
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