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"Feliz Navimum
and Dad" - and everyone else
in the family, too...
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You can't beat The Gambia ("mind you, you're not allowed to beat anyone or anything these days," he added).
This is Kunta Kinteh country. Ah, yes, slaves - now they could be beaten...
Whilst times may have changed, poverty remains pretty much the same. Just minus the chains, fast-food or otherwise.
All of which preamble means it'll be a Black Christmas (as opposed to, um, a white one, I guess) for yours truly (I speak not of the soul).
May your Christmas, too, be filled with with whatever it is you would wish it to be filled with.
"I'll see you ere the year is out...
Of that,I think, there's little doubt".
written in haste (it's what they use here instead of ink)
Who doesn't like a 3-liner? (Quite a few of you don't, apparently.) Well, I'll have you know that many a critic has said of my work "at least it's in English" - and as for the great Stephen Fry, he once said of me "Vincent who?" Let's just say I supply the litter to the litterati [sic - but only at times] - ie: I write rubbish. But rubbish mostly inspired by the HAIKU, the 17th Century Japanese verse form consisting of 3 lines and 17 (5-7-5) syllables. (WARNING: flash photography and limericks)
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