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Fun. Thanks.

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Edward Lear did love sending folk off to sea. From the Owl & the Pussy-Cat.

They sailed away, for a year and a day,

To the land where the Bong-Tree grows

And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood

With a ring at the end of his nose,

His nose,

His nose,

With a ring at the end of his nose.

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"It's the birthday of poet Edward Hirsch, born in Chicago, Illinois (1950)."

Couldn't you write a bit more about Edward Hirsch-- even one more line?

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