THE CHILDREN'S HOUR

GULIELMUS LUNARIUS CAEPIUM BIBACULUS

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The Last Trolley

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

“Completely kaputski!” said the sad engineer
as he tenderly shed a single farewell tear.

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

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

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A Change In Plans

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 will spend the whole day inside and in school.

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