Dorothy Mary Wade Poems

One really can't help wondering,
if to wondering you're prone,
With so much to be thankful for,
We choose to moan and groan.
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Satan called conference with the Lord on High.
"Let's hold it down in my place. It's so draughty in the sky."
"It ought to be on neutral ground," said God. "I'm sure that would be best.
somewhere convenient for us both. The Earth, might I suggest?"
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