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Old 04-20-2011, 06:50 PM   #322
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Feedsack Secrets: Fashion from Hard Times (1930s-1940s). By Gloria Nixon. Kansas City Star Books, 2010
Use it up,
Wear it out,
Make it do,
Or do without!
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May the Lord bless you and keep you...
...and remind you to write once in awhile!
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Eight O’Clock.
By Christina Rossetti

Eight o’clock;
The postman’s knock!
Five letters for Papa;
One for Lou,
And none for you,
And three for dear Mamma.
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To My Mother on Her Birthday
By Christina Rossetti.

Today’s your natal day
Sweet flowers I bring;
Mother accept I pray,
My offering.

And may you happy live,
And long us bless;
Receiving as you give
Great happiness.
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A Word to the Wise

If thou borroweth my tape dispenser, I shall not mind
but if thou keepest it and not returneth it;
thou stealest and I do mind.
And I shall hunteth thee up
And ringeth thy neck.
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OIC
By Author Unknown.

I’m in a 10der mood today
& feel poetic, 2;
4 fun I’ll just-off a line
& send it off 2 U.

I’m sorry you’ve been six o long?
Don’t B disconsol8;
But bear your ills with 42de,
& they won’t seem so gr8.
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The Christmas Box
By Edgar A. Guest

Oh, we have shipped his Christmas box, with ribbons red ‘tis tied,
And he shall find the things he likes from them he loves inside,
But he must miss the kisses true and all the laughter gay
And he must miss the smiles of home upon his Christmas Day.

He’ll spend his Christmas ‘neath the Flag; he’ll miss each merry face,
Old Glory smiling down on him must take his mother’s place,
Yet in the Christmas box we’ve sent, in fancy he will find
The laughter and the tears of joy that he has left behind.

His mother’s tenderness is there, his father’s kindly way,
And all that went last year to make his merry Christmas Day;
He’ll see once more his sister’s smile, he’ll hear the baby shout,
And as he opens every gift we’ll gather round about.

He cannot come to share with us the joys of Christmas Day;
The Flag has called to him, and he is serving far away.
Undaunted, unafraid and fine he stands to duty grim,
And so this Christmas we have tried to ship ourselves to him.
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