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The Next Wave

The Next Wave

or After the 'Cane.

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Lucien Telford
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Just a couple of hockey fans and their pile of candy.

As You Like It, Blow, blow, thou winter wind

by William Shakespeare

Blow, blow, thou winter wind,
  Thou art not so unkind
    As man's ingratitude;
  Thy tooth is not so keen,
  Because thou art not seen,
      Although thy breath be rude.
Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly:
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