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		<title>Habits of the  Hippopotamus</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 28 Apr 2009 14:01:12 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Beth Adele Long</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A poem beloved of my Mom&#8217;s side of the family, who all have a playful relationship with language:
Habits of the Hippopotamus
by Arthur Guiterman (1871-1943)
The hippopotamus is strong
And huge of head and broad of bustle;
The limbs on which he rolls along
Are big with hippopotomuscle.
He does not greatly care for sweets
Like ice cream, apple pie, or custard,
But [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Stresa, Stress and T.S.</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 02 Nov 2008 00:00:13 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Beth Adele Long</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[But though I have wept and fasted, wept and prayed,
Though I have seen my head (grown slightly bald) brought in upon a platter,
I am no prophet—and here’s no great matter;
I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker,
And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker,
And in short, I was afraid.

Let&#8217;s talk [...]]]></description>
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