Posted by Brad Osborne on April 8, 2023 · 9 Comments
Oh, fair stalks of ripened grain,
Flowing like the lion’s mane…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on August 25, 2022 · 16 Comments
Just one small grain of sand…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on May 15, 2022 · 12 Comments
Oh, fair stalks of ripened grain,
Flowing like the lion’s mane…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on August 28, 2021 · 15 Comments
Just one small grain of sand…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on June 10, 2021 · 14 Comments
Oh, fair stalks of ripened grain,
Flowing like the lion’s mane…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on March 30, 2020 · 19 Comments
Just hops and grain,
To soothe the brain,
So why am I to blame,
For an unfortunate name.
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