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Neptune The king sits on a wooden throne on a turf of dry land, his country has been swallowed up by the sea, turns to his premier and says; why didn´t you ask the Dutch for help, their flat country has been beneath sea levels for many years... and as a result they have grown to be the tallest people in the world, this so they look over dikes and keep an eye on the ocean. The king takes off his green wellies and asks for dry socks, a flunky puts them on, but sees the king has webbed feet and wonders why. The monarch knew his country would sink, and was prepared, his kingdom will be big and limitless.

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Date: 2/24/2014 8:06:00 AM
Very very clever sweet Jan.
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jan oskar hansen
Date: 3/3/2014 2:10:00 AM
Thanlk you kathy... I see the poem withch I wrote quickly has over 300hits.