Christmas with the Fulkersons

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    Christmas with the Fulkersons

    Merry Christmas from the Fulkerson family.
    How I love that name.
    For you see,
    When I married that name came.
    It is our first Christmas together
    And my first from home.
    I can't wait for all the rest that stretch on forever.
    Our future is set in stone.

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

    Pumpkin’s Poems (7)

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