21 August 2019

Stories

Stories are wondrous wonderful things,
They make you think and feel and want to sing.
Stories you love,
And stories you hate,
That get you engaged right out of the gate.
I love a good story,
There is no doubt.
How will it end?
There’s one way to find out.

-Louie Elliott
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