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"Still lie the sheltering snows, undimmed and white;
And reigns the winter's pregnant silence still;
No sign of spring, save that the catkins fill,
And willow stems grow daily red and bright.
These are days when ancients held a rite
Of expiation for the old year's ill,
And prayer to purify the new year's will."
Helen Hunt Jackson, A Calendar of Sonnet's: February
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Jokes about Money

LynneLynne Your TeacherHomePosts: 8,631 mod
Coming home from school a young boy proudly says to his father: Father! “I followed the bus home from town today, on my bicycle and saved £1.50.

His father cuffed him on the ear, and growled, “You fool!”

“But father, I thought you’d be proud of me for saving the fare!”

“Yes,” said the father, “But you could have followed a taxi and ten pounds!”


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