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Mighty Maple MAGA

While leaves will fall where they may The gusts of gusto have their way Amid dark winter we can but pray As south winds make her bare limbs sway And budding spring is so far away Might our maple not be felled by decay

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Date: 1/10/2025 6:25:00 AM
Let's hope not! We love maples and all they stand for. At least Marla Maples got away from that monstrous blow hard.
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Date: 1/7/2025 12:46:00 AM
Loved this!
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Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib
Date: 1/7/2025 7:54:00 AM
Delighted! Thank you… clearly written for a very select audience. ;), xomo

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