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Aunt Maise Searches For Toilet

Aunt Maise was a decorator, not well known, but fine. Her attitude was catchy, her enthusiasm crossed a line. I loved being around her, and remember spending a day Where we ran from store to store, looking for a toilet for play. She had designed a bathroom in orange, not tan or black or gray. She wanted to include a tangerine toilet, a splash of happy play. We found one but it was not “the utmost most gorgeous or sublime”. She kept going until she had procured ones in tangerine and lime.

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Date: 2/19/2023 5:34:00 PM
Caren, I’m a bit annoyed at home, so I came by your page to read your poems. They made me smile and happy :) I didn’t comment in all of them but I read quite a lot of them. I enjoyed yours very much. And like I said, they got me smiling and forgetting I was annoyed before. Lol. Thank you, Caren :)
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 2/19/2023 7:22:00 PM
Always a pleasure Fin - glad I could be of service

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