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Happy Birthday to the Bard!
Neat wordles, Kathy.
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Thanks. I wish I’d written the words in them. 🙂
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You’re having entirely too much fun!
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True. But you’re having more fun than I am.
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The quality of mercy is not strained…it droppest as the gentle rain
upon the Earth below…
Memorized in 8th grade…
Nancilynn
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Those are good words to remember.
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Don’t they make us think of his words in a different way? A whole new wordly perspective, Kathy. Thanks!
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Sort of like blowing up a soliloquy and seeing where everything lands.
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