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Munching with Alice The things that make me small Laughing with Hatter One size too tall Tracing the Red Ferns Catching the embers In my hand Oh! how they burn Chanting the spells And twirling my wand Playing dirty quiditch All around my lawn When gulliver couldn't travel any more How big were the liitle people That tied us down tight Until every inch of our body was sore The Lord of the rings make a proposal Gold for your soul Furry feet and Elves ears Run to Mordor fast, I'm told When the sun has found its end The trees began to come alive I jump back from imagination But into another book I dive

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Date: 12/30/2010 6:54:00 PM
Shane..,, enjoyed your poem. Stopping by to wish you lots of cheers & joy this comming new year.. May you always find new ways to share your talent and imagination with us here at the soup. Happy new year to you and your family,, God bless,.miss.p.d.
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Date: 12/30/2010 12:02:00 PM
I enjoyed reading your wonderful poetry this morning Shane. I will be back after the New Year to read more of your poetry. Wishing you a very Happy New Year. Love, Carol
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