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Post by J. A. LLoyd on Feb 7, 2012 13:31:27 GMT -5
Mother, Gift to son and Brother.
Father, Nay to we a bother.
Our kin, Love most pure be bound in.
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Post by Raymond Neely on Feb 17, 2012 10:31:17 GMT -5
It's a fine fine musette, Jon, and you used the traditional rhyme scheme eventhough it isn't specified of aba of the stanzas, which I appreciate more.
Raymond
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