A Different Christmas PoemA Different Christmas PoemA Different Christmas Poem
The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,' Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dr
Aristotle, Galileo, and NewtonOnce upon a time upon a time ago, there were 3 old men walking through the woods. Strangely enough all of them shared the trait of being lactose intolerant. Stranger still they all had had milk with their coffee in the morning by accident. So, 5 minutes into their walk they all ran to the Honey Buckets at the center of the forest called The Forest where they found 3 Honey Buckets and each man took their own. Then an unrecorded conversation between them occurred.Aristotle, Galileo, and Newton
(N) Man#1: *Grunt* Mornin’ Gents! (G) Man#2: Howdy doolie good sir! (A) Man#3: Shush fellow citizens, I am watching and studying the 2 distinct kinds of motio
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