I can't explain all the resonS i adore th english language (a chanCe to be patriot without being racIst perhaps) It may have something to do with with my obsession with the importanCe of poetry.
Whilst my daughter was reading her home reader at the breaskfast table this morning, (very elementary picture recognition stuff since she can only recognise a few letter)s she readS 'the duck is Quacked' me & Sylva cracked up and lynx alsways loves to amuse but i feel as ever as mrs Darling." Oh why must you ever grow up" she says and clutches her heart. These precious odd little thingS. these cantankerous grubs known as children.
cool Z lynx
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