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THE FARTHERMOST VIEW

Selected Podpieces

THE ROBIN IN WINTER

The north wind doth blow,
And we shall have snow,
And what will the robin do then,
poor thing?
He’ll sit in a barn,
And keep himself warm,
And hide his head under his wing,
poor thing!

Not my robin. For one thing, I don’t have a barn.  Read More 
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