November 27, 2013 by Russ L
a lovelorn Partridge
drumming wildly for a mate
lures a gun instead
Posted in American Indian, Anishinabe, Chippewa, Culture, Haiku, Hawaiian, Native American, Nature, Opinion, Poem, Poems, Poetry | Tagged acceptable standards, Anishinabe, Chippewa, Community, Haiku, Native American, Nature, Ojibwe, Poem, Poetry, Prose | 5 Comments
Oh dear!
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Oh dear can be taken so many different ways!
LOL – you had to take it in the context of your surprise ending. Gun: poor birdie.
*Chuckle* Just like “Lions and Tigers and Bears, OH MY! 🙂
Yep
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Oh dear!
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Oh dear can be taken so many different ways!
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LOL – you had to take it in the context of your surprise ending. Gun: poor birdie.
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*Chuckle* Just like “Lions and Tigers and Bears, OH MY! 🙂
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Yep
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