Father Goose #6

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Our sweetest, dearest Grannie resized.png

This was inspired by Michele finding a few, tiny black widows when she was working in her flower garden this summer.  Unlike the Grannie I describe, Michele actually caught one (over my protestations to kill it, kill it, kill it!) and put it in a jar.  I was then instructed to take it to Alex, so he could show the girls.  I did not like that assignment.

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