Sleep Sound (1955) Jack B. Yeats
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Juggling-in-a-sandbox parents of two tots all trapped in a flesh coloured maze on the plains of Leinster. Forever readjusting, some of us catching, some of us launching more and more spinning plates.. Never more than one bobo in elmoo land at the same time. We all share a common admiration for polka dots, pictures, music and words and this seems like the _ideal_ place to share. Feel free to share back.
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Yeats eats yeast?
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