* Life might be born indoors,
but it definitely flows outdoors.
* Danger is the spice of life.
Without adventure, life tastes insipid.
But too much of it spoils life.
Sunday, December 05, 2004
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Birds are flyin' south for winter. Here's the Weird-Bird headin' north. Wings a-flappin', beak a-chatterin', cold head bobbin' back'n'forth. He says: It's not that I like ice, or freezin' winds and snowy ground. It's just sometimes it's kind of nice, to be "THE ONLY BIRD IN TOWN."
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