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A Christmas toast! to the joys and charms of this world and the people with whom we are privileged share them! I've spent the evening with fine friends singing devotions, sanctifying our fellowship with accolades and ale on our tongues. Now I topple into bed to meet my dreams.
Tomorrow i feast on cross-hatched ham with marmalade and cloves, king prawns and oysters clacking on plates, chicken broiled on beds of onion and garlic, surrounded by my kin and kissed by beams of sunlight straight from God’s kingdom (God lives inside the Sun). Salut! Sláinte!
When I am 140 years old and lay disposed under the earth i will know i honoured and elevated my family and friends— just as a man lays at night haunted or nourished by his deeds, he sleeps soundly in his grave who does right by his kith and kin— from this, all else follows…
On this night Don's dreams are sweet and he looks warmly on the past, intrepidly to the future, and exaltingly to eternity. Praying only that angels bless u as they have blessed me, this year and the next and for 1000 generations hence. Winging forth down the ages… to Health!
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