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Still More Memories of the Flightless

2 Grandma's old corn sheller rests upstairs in an attic in Portland, Oregon; Mother got it before the sisters, cousins and aunts (who got the purple tea pot and hand-made egg basket) could; It could still shell corn for Rhode Island Reds or White Leghorns even gray Domineckers some day after Judgment when/and if Grandma wakes; (Put Some Tacky KFC commercial Here) Missing the rooster calls every morning and the chickens scratching the hardscrabble to dust in the stable yard Watching and quarreling, (though you live in the city be sure to take chickens seriously).

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