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The lovers danced on the water One rippling One smoothing In an endless circle of rough and smooth The pretty one must be the goose, I thought White like a wedding dress Feathers delicate like lace The plain brown one must be the gander I looked for them...

Today I discovered that I'd rather get bitten by a parrot then to stand up to a friend.Nancy, Jack, and I were sitting on the front float of the boathouse talking. I stepped inside, to get sweet tea and glasses, and noticed that Jack's large blue macaw wa...