Chapter 1: How to Identify Sources of Tea Tree Oil in the Wild
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Stay Still
“Stay really still and keep watching out the window,” Teddy said.
“Then what will happen?” Joey enquired.
“Well if we don’t draw attention to ourselves, this lady with a camera will come along and take a picture of our window. I don’t know why she does it, but she come walking by places like this snapping photos. If we’re luck we’ll get to be in one.”
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Take This Blood
“Take this blood,” the pelican said.
“It is from myself that you shall be fed.”
And the Lord he did say the same:
Redeeming us by His own pain.
So when we gather to receive the wine,
Let us remember that sacrifice divine
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Rivalry
The rivalry between St Stephen’s and St Michael’s had started out as a little good-natured fun. It was little things like which WI could get the most new members, or which parish could earn more in their fete. Then came the year when St Michael’s purposely scheduled their parish picnic on the day St Stephen’s had pencilled in at the county park. Stephen’s responded by hiring both of the area’s donkeys during the nativity play season, forcing Michael’s to go without one. Things have gotten so bad between these two churches that even their gargoyles are shooting spit balls at one another.
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Watcher
I scan the horizon
From my aspect upon the sea
Towards the waiting habour
But what is that thing I see
There upon the shoreline
Staring back at me?
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Homely Christmas
Simplicity
Understated
Not by commercialism
Inundated
A space set aside
Within the home
To make the celebrations
All her own
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Follow the . . .
It wasn’t exactly yellow bricks, but it would have to do. After all, they weren’t in Kansas any more, so Dorothy, Toto, the Scarecrow, headed down the Yellow Leaf Road in hopes of finding the Wizard. Little did they know that the Wicked Witch of East Anglia had an army of mustard-addicted canaries waiting to take carry them off to her evil realm of Norwich.
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Monarch’s Chair
Monarch of the Wood, I have seen your chair
Why was it that you were not there?
Is it that your realm invasion faces
With plastic, and filth in your precious places?
Have you gone – your lands to defend?
Shall you return at the battle’s end?
Or shall we weep that you have fled the place?
Please say, I pray, that’s not the case
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Right of Way
“I don’t know,” the contractor said looking at the damage. “That’s three times in the last two months. Are you sure you want me to fix it again?”
It’s the principle of the thing,” the councillor replied.
“If you say so. I’ll have my guys start in the morning.”
“Very much appreciated,” the official said. “Try a heavier gauge this time.”
“Okay, but I still don’t think it’s going to make much difference to that Sasquatch.”
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House Divine
House divine you tower imposing and grand
A tribute to God and of the devotion of man
Your workmanship full of inspiration
And your vaults echo with praise and exaltation
How many prayers have your stones reflected
Upwards to God to be enacted – effected?
You are so much more that a landmark or museum
You are the expression of holy motivation
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