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February 17, 2002
The Mussel Shells
The mussel shell came to the bed Fantastic that he knew. How he dreamed up this special gift I haven't got a clue. The one who played his badminton And kept us with the news Needs help now to just walk a bit Without strength to refuse. But with the smooth shell in his hand He feels he's by the shore He doesn't need to look at it He's held a shell before. Thank you Geoffrey
Poem on page #6.
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