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Falling Eggs and Hickety Pickety’s Sad Lonely Life on the Game
A short-ish while ago I bought (against my better judgement) a copy of Albert Jack’s Pop Goes the Weasel: The Secret Meanings of Nursery Rhymes. “Hey!”, I thought, “I love Nursery Rhymes!”. “This attractive pocket-sized volume is just for me”.… continue reading »
