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Eir Norse God of Medicine and Mercy

You shall be the father of Medicine decreed the Spirit God. That’s no fun! Replied Eir, the only Norse on the island of Nod. Medicine folk are staid, stuck up, particular, persnickety and odd. I will add merriment to your assignment Medicine and Merry. That delighted Eir’s sister, who was named Creative Carrie. She quit smiling when Spirit God said “you are in charge of your brother Jerry.”

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