In message >, Lobster
> writes
>Claire Towny wrote:
>> Help us, Father, to hear Your love song in every sunrise,
>> in the chriping of sparrows in our backyards,
>
>...and notwithstanding what others have already said; if any sparrow
>tries to chrip up my backyard, I will so HAVE it.
>
She's no space up front, there's already an organ pipe up there

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geoff