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Written by John McCullagh
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Wednesday, 01 February 2006 |
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Forget
each kindness that you do
As
soon as you have done it:
Forget
the praise that falls to you
The
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Written by John McCullagh
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Wednesday, 01 February 2006 |
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What
games did we play in yesteryear?
Well,
it depended on ‘The Seasons’:
not those with which you are now familiar, but
our own seasons;
you know, the ‘marley season’, the ‘caddy season’, etc.
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Written by John McCullagh
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Wednesday, 01 February 2006 |
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We
were teenagers in the Sixties ….
Saturday
night at The Hop
We’d
dance till early morn ..
I
still can hear the music ..
I
remember every song …..
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