Saturday, November 11, 2017
Happy poems by Uncle Albert 'What are you doing my pretty maid 'I be practicing milking, Sir' she said. 'I can see what you are a doing, a labor of love You need to tug harder on that old woolen glove.' I don't suppose you can spit, it softens the hands? An old fellow told me that when the cow... Sign in
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