SANTA’S HAT
By: Cynthia DiSciullo and William Zigmont
Sunshine leaned back into her comfy overstuffed chair,
Felt the amber glow and warmth of the fireplace there
The magic of a youthful mind is so very scrumptious and delicious
A charming place things are really-real even if they are fictitious
Rambleton Acres felt a jolt of winter’s mighty breath [...]
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He rode into town in the back of a truck,
A man on a mission, who, hoping with luck,
Would find the young zealots who murdered his Dad,
And vowed he’d take vengeance with all that he had.
Was late in the evening, and chores had been done,
He’d gone to the bedroom to tuck in his son,
His father was [...]
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“Look at this ink-blot and what do you see?”
“Men in white jackets are coming for me.”
“Some see a rainbow and some see a ring,”
“God only knows, I don’t see a damn thing.”
“Look a bit closer and what can you tell?”
“Lock me up quick ’cause I think I’m in Hell.”
“There is a story or there is [...]
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Earlier chapters:
The Rodeo Girl…the dance floor
The Apartment Problem
Glass Question Token
The Little Girl
Live Theatre with Etta
Etta Has Flown the Coop
Face to Face
Choosing
In Retrospect…
Yes
Etta and the Card
The last three chapters:
Part I
Etta and the Lie
Etta had just moved in with Jeffery when the lying began. She had told people that she was childless, married for money and lived [...]
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Please don’t judge me by my face,
my religion or my race.
Please don’t laugh at what i wear,
or how I look or do my hair.
Please look a little deeper
way down inside,
and although you may not see it,
I have a lot to hide.
Behind my clothes, secrets lie
behind my smile, I softly cry.
Please look a little deeper
and maybe [...]
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I’m down in the dirt and I’m scrounging around,
I’m looking for mushrooms wherever they’re found,
(Oh, look at the pretty pink clouds in the air),
I hope that I find a few mushrooms somewhere.
I know they are healthy, or so I’ve been told,
The ones that are shiny, not covered in mold,
(A pretty blue bunny is looking at [...]
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I’m a child of the ’50s, and when, as a boy,
Had lots of ambition, but not many toys,
So the forest was my playground, the trees were my space,
I would rather be there than in any old place.
I would live in the treetops and hide in the leaves,
The boughs were my rooftop, the branches, my eaves,
And [...]
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The girl was from a wealthy home,
And he was very poor,
They both were told they shouldn’t wed,
But thought their love was sure.
The boy was raised in poverty,
And she, with silver spoon,
And people told them they should wait,
But they were wed in June.
Now, he had naught of worldly goods,
But had a heart so true,
The man was, [...]
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Why did you call me again, fragrance of my dreams?
Roving through the seven seas and the seven mountains,
Without knowing your destination.
In the middle of impenetrable darkness,
In my half slumber, I heard the music
Of your love, calling me…
Why did you call me?
In the hub of the spring, while I was sleeping
Drained and sapped, and my flute [...]
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I’m five years old, but almost six,
My mommy says I’m big,
I play outside in lotsa dirt,
Because I like to dig.
My nana’s name is Granny Smith,
She gives me lotsa stuff,
My brother’s name is Jason Smith,
But he plays really rough.
And…um ,um ,um…and…you know what?
One time when I was small?
My mommy got me all dressed up,
And took me [...]
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