THE CHILDREN'S HOUR

GULIELMUS LUNARIUS CAEPIUM BIBACULUS

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The Last Trolley Ride

Our trolley doesn't run no more cuz
it died just now right outside my door.

“Completely kaputski!” said the sad engineer
while he tenderly shed one farewell tear.

We'll never again hear the clang of
its bell when it crawls up the hill or the
squeal of its brakes as it scampers down.

Our trolley will forever be still
so that sad engineer is leading his
castaway passengers back into town.

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A Back-Up Plan

FOR THE TWINSTERS ON
THE IDES OF MARCH MMXII

The western sky turned a blustery gray
so our riding lesson was cancelled today.

Intelligent equines refuse to trot when
the weather is either too cold or too hot.

The only riders out now are fools upon mules.
We'll spend the whole day inside and in school.

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