Did Scrooge snore alone
until one day he got a
good night’s sleep? Could be.
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P.S. In case you’re keeping track, this is the 600th consecutive day that I have given you a blog post in this space. You’re welcome.
A Christmas Haiku
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Wordsmith and podcaster, Warren is a reporter, editor and storyteller who lives near the shores of Green Bay with two golden retrievers, Dejah and Summer, and Blackberry, an insistent cat. Author of It's Going to Be All Right, Echoes of Freedom Past, Full, Refuse to be Afraid, Gladness is Infectious, 24 flashes, How to Play a Blue Guitar, Myke Phoenix: The Complete Novelettes, A Bridge at Crossroads, The Imaginary Bomb, A Scream of Consciousness, and The Imaginary Revolution. View all posts by WarrenBluhm
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