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My grandmother was no saint, chewed bacco, swore to my ears blushed, air turned blue and never had she time for crying babies. At eighty she took a lover who was sixty he didn’t last long her demands and lust for life too great for only one man. Mother, a fallen nun, (gossip about her and the municipal head gardener, never properly explained to me) tried to get her committed. Our elderly parish priest went to see her as he thought it was time for her to think of higher things, foolishly he took a sip of her home made dandelion wine and legless carried home. Rumours had it that she had seduced him; perhaps true he left the next day never to be heard of again. The new priest wisely stayed away “The devil can take care of his own” he muttered, which he regretted deeply for when she died there was a baffling light above her house angels sang and brittle harp harmony drifted through morning still air. This made the priest think twice about morality and in time he became a wise old bishop. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 152 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Jan_Oskar_Hansen [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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