Didee & Didoo – Poem “Fasting”
FASTING WE ALL NEED TO FAST ‘CAUSE THEY DID IT IN THE PAST. SOMETIMES FOOD I DON’T TOUCH ‘CAUSE I DON’T EAT TOO MUCH. I […]
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FASTING WE ALL NEED TO FAST ‘CAUSE THEY DID IT IN THE PAST. SOMETIMES FOOD I DON’T TOUCH ‘CAUSE I DON’T EAT TOO MUCH. I […]
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CULTURE CAMP IF YOU GO TO THE CULTURE CAMP YOU WILL FEEL LIKE A CHAMP. IT IS IN AN OUTDOOR SCHOOL BUT IT IS REALLY
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JUST FOR TODAY YESTERDAY IS HISTORY AN’ TOMORROW IS A MYSTERY. FOR YESTERDAY I DON’T WORRY AN’ TOMORROW I’M NOT IN A HURRY. IF I
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SEX EDUCATION IT WASN’T TOUGHT IN OUR SCHOOL MAYBE THEY THOUGHT IT WAS CRUEL. WE NEVER LEARNED FROM A TEXT ‘CAUSE THEY NEVER TAUGHT US
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WALK A MILE WALK A MILE IN HER SHOES? WELL I HAVE SOME BAD NEWS. HER SHOES ARE SMALL SIZE WHICH IS NOT MADE FOR
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HOT SPELL YOU DON’T THINK ABOUT YOUR WINTER CLOTHES AN’ YOU WON’T FREEZE YOUR NOSE. YOU WON’T FREEZE YOUR SEAT AND YOU WON’T FREEZE YOUR
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GOD STAND BY ME WHEN I’M FEELING DOWN AND I HAVE A FROWN GOD STAND BY ME! WHEN IT’S ALL BAD NEWS AND I HAVE
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DAVID MY FRIEND, DAVID, IS A GOOD MECHANIC AND HE LIKES TO EAT DRY MEAT AND BANNOCK. ON OLD CROW MOUNTAIN HE HAS A TENT
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Twas the week before Christmas and all through the farm. Not a chicken was stirring, they’re all in the barn. All summer they roam, but
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What an eccentric thing is the sky When at close of day it dances colours for my eyes. What beauty folds itself in swaddling clouds
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The fox emerges tentatively from under the Waterfront Building, making a quick, furtive survey of his surroundings, and padding to the top of the dyke.
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