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Arctic Winds

Spare a prayer for my fair Lady Spouse Her last sigh was as shy as a mouse She died in the snow A moment ago Frozen numb coming from the outhouse* *Many Native Americans live in homes without electricity, plumbing, or heating, and Trump's shutdown of the BIA ( "Bossing Indians Around") prevented the sale of permits which allow Native Americans to collect firewood on their own land.

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Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/31/2019 7:43:00 PM

wow, what a tough existence (reading what you said down here to Carolyn) I like this limerick.

Lindsay Laurie

Date: 1/31/2019 5:06:00 PM

G'day Rico … did they turn off the power and gas to the white house Rico. Might have fixed things quicker. Interesting but not right - thanks Rico - Lindsay

Maureen Mcgreavy

Date: 1/31/2019 1:19:00 PM

The limerick is awesome. WTF???? That just makes my head spin. :o(

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 1/31/2019 1:16:00 PM

Excellent dark humor, Rico! I have a friend who lived for ten years in the bitter White Mountains of New Hampshire, running to use the outhouse every night. It's ridiculous to tell Native Americans not to collect firewood. Just rubs salt in the wounds we have already inflicted on the tribes. I was laughing hard until I read your note at the end. Now am sooo angry. Bravo for pointing this out! Hugs, Carolyn

Rico Leffanta
Date: 1/31/2019 1:37:00 PM

Unemployment on Fort Apache Indian Reservation exceeds 80%, so it isn't uncommon to see an Apache clad in just T-shirt and Levis huddled under a snow-covered bush. Aloha! Rico