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Streaker Troll
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Goodnight room
Goodnight moon
Goodnight cow jumping over the moon
Goodnight light and the red balloon
Goodnight bears, goodnight chairs
Goodnight kittens and goodnight mittens
Goodnight clocks and goodnight socks
Goodnight little house and goodnight mouse
Goodnight comb and goodnight brush
Goodnight nobody
Goodnight mush
And goodnight to the old lady whispering "hush"
Goodnight stars
Goodnight air
Goodnight noises everywhere!
--Until mañana, Streaker out!
Pokerguy
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Jules does not approve of this non Ballard related post.
BriarRose
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Well you have to admit poker it was a very stupuid post from a needy poster.
Pokerguy
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ST is like that friends annoying little brother, constantly looking for attention from the big kids and not quite mature enough to have a filter. He should start every post with "hey you guys!"
That being said he doesn't bother me and makes me chuckle at times. Especially at the people who think internet forums are serious business.
Bamber
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We need a few emoticons up in here.
Streaker Troll
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"... needy poster."
Not so much BR. Theres just nothing you aren't annoyed by. Yes, crotchety BR strikes again. You should really stop armchair psychoanalyzing everyone on here, you're shitty at it :-)
Pokerguy
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OH NO HE DIDN'T!
stopgo
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Streaker Troll, you suck!
Streaker Troll
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Stopgo, you did get enough sleep didn't you?
julief
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Like her opinions/delivery or not, BR is one of the better contributors to these forums.
Jonathan Pryce
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ST, I hadn't thought of that little poem in years! Thank you! My grandma Leah (1898-2001) used to recite it to my sister and me when we stayed over at her place. Sometimes she would improvise lines or would riff a bit on a line or two that struck her fancy. She'd also play the accordian as she sang. My sister and I were riveted. So many memories . . . Saturday morning my folks would give us bus fare and we'd ride out to Culver City to spend the weekend with her. Later, as we were a bit older, we'd ride our bicycles out there. She was also the best homework helper ever, I still use her words and examples when I'm helping a kid who is struggling with grammar or algebra. Then, my folks would drive out on Sunday in my father's company car, a Ford Fairlane 500, for Sunday dinner, fried chicken with mashed potatos and gravy. Oh, yes, and some poor vegetable cooked beyond recognition. Oma would engage my sister and me fully in the preparation of the meal. I still have her cast iron skillet she purchased in 1920 from Sears and while I will never be able fully to recreate her Sunday dinner, the taste and especially the smells, I've come dang close!
BHS68
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Lke JP, the post brought back a flood of memories for me too . . . How many hundred, if not thousand of times did I recite 'Goodnight Moon' to my each of my daughters when they were little and it was bedtime? Thanks for the post, ST!
cobaltblue
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I've lost count of how many copies of Goodnight Moon I've given to new parents over the years. It's a classic! Thanks, Streaky!
msballard30
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YES HE DID! You go, ST.
MrINTJ
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...and the weather is chil-ly
i just cozy up and sleep till the cows come home. yesseree i does
so hush little baby......
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