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It's Getting Longer

December is getting longer. The squirrels are all packed and ready to go. The dripping daylight has lost its flavor. Shopping malls are almost deserted, just the usual geese in the parking lot who’ve lost all willpower to migrate. Christmas is limping, black clouds impede. Murky muddles are blocking public restrooms and clogging up exhausted old folks. We are resilient though restless, impatient yet methodical. These times demand more of our attention and this makes for a longer December as heretofore mentioned.

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