“Heaven goes by favor. If it went by merit, you would stay out and your dog would go in.” ~Mark Twain
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| Bandit and Me Coming Through the Dandelions Yesterday |
“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
He chortled in his joy.
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