Christmas with the Fulkersons

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    Christmas with the Fulkersons

     Merry Christmas from the Fulkerson family.
    How I love that name.
    For you see,
    When I married that name came.
    It is our first Christmas together
    And my first from home.
    I can't wait for all the rest that stretch on forever.
    Our future is set in stone.

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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