November | 2012 | the purple dog painting blog

Sing a song of sixpence

With a bottle full of rye

One little ceramic bird

Baked in a pie

While the repairman is here

Throwing everything about

I had a leak, oh dear

And the carpet needs to be thrown out!

My sister is in her car

Coming closer and closer.

The turkey needs some stuffing

But I’ve blown up my toaster.

The dogs are in the backyard

Playing in the muck.

And Dummy is very worried

Because he thinks the bird is stuck.

But nevertheless it’s Thanksgiving!

And that’s a reason to cheer.

So to all my friends near and far,

Have a Happy one this year!!

Dummy get out that pie! He’s not stuck!!

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©Virginia Spencer, thepurpledogpaintingblog, 2012

the purple dog painting blog

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

by Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, 1915

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To all who have served and are serving today but especially to my brave and handsome husband.

Thank you.