The Raven The Ellis-Huber Christmas Poem 2016 Once upon a year so dreary, politics so wild and weary, Arguments so quaint and curious, unfamiliar use of lore— While I nodded, sometimes napping, suddenly there came a yapping, As of candidates gently snapping, snapping as if t’were a war. “’Tis only a primary,” I muttered, […]
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