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|Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2006 4:04 pm Post subject: It Was Time
|It was time for the old jester to leave town.....his heart yearned for quieter climes.
He had planned to slip out in the middle of the night........but had overslept.
His belongings fitted neatly in the two grocery bags that he had strapped to his back.
Some of the children saw him on his way out of town and began jeering and throwing stones.
The adults picked up on the fun and he bruised and bloodied as he swung free of the high wall that surrounded the city.
'Don't forget to dot your I-s"........he muttered softly to himself.