We sang a little round when I was a kid: "Sweetly sings the donkey at the break of day. If you do not feed him this is what he'll say, Hee haw, hee haw, hee haw." I did not realize we were quoting the Circiums.
Sharkey, I had forgotten, but I sort of remember that song. Circium story: Neighbor's field to the west full of field thistle. Begged him to "do something about it." Came the day, breeze from the west, pretty little parachutes drifting across and landing on our yard. What are you going to do?
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That statement is pregnant with wisdom.
Chuck, the world about us imparts wisdom to those whose eyes and ears are open to it.
We sang a little round when I was a kid: "Sweetly sings the donkey at the break of day. If you do not feed him this is what he'll say, Hee haw, hee haw, hee haw." I did not realize we were quoting the Circiums.
Sharkey, I had forgotten, but I sort of remember that song. Circium story: Neighbor's field to the west full of field thistle. Begged him to "do something about it." Came the day, breeze from the west, pretty little parachutes drifting across and landing on our yard. What are you going to do?
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