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CHANTING
“Mum, what’s that noise?” asked Johnny Duboise
as he sat on the comfy settee.
“Its your father”, she replied as the dishes she dried,
“say’s he’s trying to set his mind free”.
“By singing a song?” he asked with a grin
as he as he looked for the TV remote.
“He says that he’s chanting” she replied with a smirk,
“sounds to me more like he’s panting!”
“Is he gonna be ...
Thursday 14th May 2015 11:41 pm
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