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So Goes the Parade
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So Goes the Parade |
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ecrivan Member Elite
since 2001-12-10
Posts 3923my own state 
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Our need for reassurance to mix with the impending carry change or opt for money lending as daily practices subside to cover guilt and stitch quilts parades with floats decked in plenty fill pagan souls when spirits empty... portray needs to reassure young with fables weave sweet tales given elders are able or add some notes of the impending... the futility of marketed processions fat red suited men float down main streets green frocked elves deliver seasonal treats yet there are notes of the impending to clear our slates of awkward practices and accept worlds that are not our design to live in peace, is there some to find from reassurances of seasonal float entries? I see the futility of marketing peace with never ending displays of seasonal floats |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Martin, did you have a parade in your town? I use to love the holidays until they have become so commercialized that they flow into one another. They had Christmas displays before Halloween this year. M |
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Madame Chipmunk Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-05
Posts 8296Michigan |
Another great poem, Martin... I can't believe that our neighbors already have their Christmas tree up and decorated and all of their Christmas lights outside... It seems to get earlier each year, the crass commercialism  ~ cynical chipmunk hugsLyra |
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ecrivan Member Elite
since 2001-12-10
Posts 3923my own state |
Hi Maureen, Santa was in town yesterday, 300,000 waited in the sub-zero for a glimpse, even those that that don't believe were looking for something... Hi Lyra, as soon as the pumpkins go up go the evergreens..oh well..and the plateau here is full of red bows already. |
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