I am a rather obscure 14th C. poet, whose work has been translated into over thirty dialects of gibberish. I now spend my days translating from the gibberish into English and back again, as need be.
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As a former Bostonian, I saw ducklings in the famous Boston Garden at the scene in McCloskey’s great book but never saw wild turkeys. I guess animals are bigger out there in the wild West. Charming blog!
Notes from the cupcake rescue league 
Is that your escaping Thanksgiving dinner?
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Oh my. Just saw lots of wild turkeys when I was in Oregon!
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How wild! Thank you for stopping by!
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Great idea! Thank you!
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As a former Bostonian, I saw ducklings in the famous Boston Garden at the scene in McCloskey’s great book but never saw wild turkeys. I guess animals are bigger out there in the wild West. Charming blog!
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Charming comment! Thank you, Lily!
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