GRANDMA'S GOULASH
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asked for a VERY short story
TOO BAD!
'Pack 'em tightly' the Guv'nor said!
Would I disobey him? Never!
Now the wretched man wants a drink!
And they're packed too tightly! Clever!
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ALCHEMY
Were I an artist, which I'm not,
Snow would be painted white!
Heat would be red and skies sky-blue,
All horribly, boringly trite!
But see how an artist of renown
Takes the rich warm tones of gold
And transforms them with his alchemy
Into sparkling, bitter cold!
We start to warm our hands at this,
A scene with a honey glow,
And then we feel the tingle
Of the un-white, dazzling snow!
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PS
The World Premier (and, probably, World Finale) of my new plays took place last evening in the church hall! We had an audience of 72 when we'd expected 60, and it was very well received. Here are a few shots, unlabelled because I'm too tired to do it. Maybe tomorrow.
