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The Abc's of Life

B follows A And C proceeds D It's a formula older than time The lowest sink of debauchery to the ilks Of a sort seem sublime A pail full of Crabs Will stay to the brim Each holding the Other In place That none should struggle Perchance to escape the fate some have Chosen to face As the pails contents Scramble and roil And the water before them Comes to a boil They gleefully chortle To this hope that is mine Don't be afraid the water is fine

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Date: 5/16/2022 8:04:00 PM
Greetings Vickey, Oh to believe the water is fine even as it boils and bubbles. I am with the crustaceans - stay out of the hot, hot water for as long as one can. A most enjoyable read. Best wishes, Brian
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Vickey Rhymer
Date: 5/18/2022 7:14:00 PM
Actually dear it's the majority of the crustaceans rooting for the scalding dip.The one their seeking to share in this fate they hold solidly by the leg .BECAUSE as 1 Peter 4:4 says because you do not continue running with them in their course Of decadent debauchery they speak abusively of you. This is an illustration of the pecking order in operation.You are different therefor suspect.The flock joining in attack.I am used to being misunderstood but I truly appreciate your giving it a go.Thanks

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