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8h
...won't you trip?

(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMLVII)


So, dream of crafting eggnog, like'd avail
If only I did.  Shortbread too, from hence,
But Scottish shortbread, as the re'pe thence
I used within my father's house.  In frail
Reply, though, seems I've lost all that and fail.
They swear the latter's served with tea for sense,
Which I have yet to try, since brie fr'intents
Is all I'll take with Barry's--oh bewail?
I've ***, ne bourbon nor the money fer
Th'expense, and all the rest 'cept nutmeg to
Grate up, else I misguess.  I'll try in tour
Twa rec'pes for each, likeas that will do,
If Thou will't, LORD.  Please give me in lo, Your
Grace to be faithful in all things, won't You?

29Dec24b
For the record, I've not yet crafted eggnog since several years ago when I first bought *** for the project. Dream while you're stuck on the clock and...ya.
Jenny Gordon
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Jenny Gordon  50/F/Bolingbrook, IL
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