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09 Aug 05 - 02:56 PM (#1538686) Subject: RE: happy? - June 12 (When our Willie passed away) From: GUEST,Pen Little Willie with thirst for gore, Nailed the baby to the door. Mother said, with humor quaint, Willie dear, don't spoil the paint. Willie, with a fearful curse threw the coffeepot at nurse, as it struck her on the nose, Father said how straight he throws! |
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09 Aug 05 - 03:00 PM (#1538693) Subject: RE: happy? - June 12 (When our Willie passed away) From: GUEST,Pen Willie on the railroad track, the engine gave a squeal, The engineer just took a spade and scraped him off the wheel |