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Random Poem:

Thanksgiving of the new (Why I love Grand Parents)

On a rainy
the protestant family
gather'd at their Nana's and Pap’s.
but one of the daughters came with a date
who, unexpected,
showed up
"Ay weel" Papa smiled
"who be this fyne young lad"
"Abdul."  The daughter replied
"Abdul Fattah Al Assad."
While the family Grey pondered
the stranger's pale skin
and wondered how they'd been fooled
one grand-daughter stuck penny to forehead.
"LOOK, A BINDI" she beamed.
"Don't be daft!" Grandma Grey frowned
"There be no Bindi's worn by the family Grey!
'tis simply not our tradition!"
and grandpa Grey, confused by this missive
"Are bindi's Islam or Hassidic?"
The daughter
beet red
pulled grandpa aside
and said "no more talk of religion."
that her boyfriend
was Islamic, proud,
and she was embarrassed more than a smidgeon.
Grand pa looked down
at grand daughter
with the penny stuck to her head
and with a wink and a smile
he whispered to her:
it's beeter than bein' cath'lic"

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