Category: Our Ancestors Were Poets
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Sleep my Beloved
It was March, 1939. The world was tense with anticipation for the coming war. The two dictators, Hitler and Mussolini, were busy carrying out their imperialist machinations on the continent and, at home, the Swansea Air Raid Precaution Corps was busily preparing the town should the conflict spill over the English Channel. The newspapers reminded…
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The Phone Under the Settee
The light on the answering machine was always blinking. Blinking as I got home from school. Blinking when we got back with the groceries. Blinking. Blinking. Blinking… Why does nobody ever answer this blinkin’ phone!? Oh where oh where has the telephone gone?Do you think we can ever find it again?Could be under the settee…