Donald Trump’s poem There was a man of double deed Who sowed his garden full of seed; And when the seed began to grow, ‘Twas like a garden full of snow. When the snow began to melt, ‘Twas like a ship without a belt. When the ship began to sail, ‘Twas like a bird without
Which Way To East Vassalboro? Another “Bert And I” Story Bert was setting in the rocker on his porch one fine fall morning when he heard what sounded like a whole hive of angry bees buzzing. He looked down the hill and there was one of those foreign convertible sports cars, painted bright red, moving