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Tower o’ boxes converted to clever dollhouse art

Tower o’ boxes converted to clever dollhouse art

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Don’t forget .. it must be Famous James Brownie and Pixie Bicycles and Tricycles

Don’t forget .. it must be Famous James Brownie and Pixie Bicycles and Tricycles

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Little Boy on a Tricycle in the Sojourner Truth Housing Project, by William Vandivert

Little Boy on a Tricycle in the Sojourner Truth Housing Project, by William Vandivert

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Lizzie! LIZZIE GURRRRL.  Over here! Whut whut WHU——!!!! GURL!
Can it, Francis. She’s ignoring you.

I don’t want no scrub A scrub is a guy that can’t get no love from me Hanging out the passenger side Of his best friend’s ride Trying to holler at me

Lizzie! LIZZIE GURRRRL.  Over here! Whut whut WHU——!!!! GURL!

Can it, Francis. She’s ignoring you.

I don’t want no scrub
A scrub is a guy that can’t get no love from me
Hanging out the passenger side
Of his best friend’s ride
Trying to holler at me

(Source: alerioon)

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Ok, ok, ok, once more around and this time I’ll start. Ready?

I’m riding in your car, you turn on the radio.You pullin’ me close, I just say no.I say I don’t like it, but you know I’m a liar.‘Cause when we kiss, ooh, fire.

Ok, ok, ok, once more around and this time I’ll start. Ready?

I’m riding in your car, you turn on the radio.
You pullin’ me close, I just say no.
I say I don’t like it, but you know I’m a liar.
‘Cause when we kiss, ooh, fire.

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Come on, Thunderbolt!  Keep movin’, movin’, movin’, though they’re disapprovin’, keep them doggies movin’ Rawhide!


You’ve got about 10 more yards before I plant an iron shoe in your head.  You won’t be doing much movin after I make you a turnip.

Come on, Thunderbolt!  Keep movin’, movin’, movin’, though they’re disapprovin’, keep them doggies movin’ Rawhide!
You’ve got about 10 more yards before I plant an iron shoe in your head.  You won’t be doing much movin after I make you a turnip.

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About

A collection of imagery, words and sounds which recollect that youthful cheer we enjoyed before adult life required us to tumble up that hill, instead of roll down.

Jack and Jill went up a hill, to fetch a pail of water. Jack fell down and broke his crown, and Jill came tumbling after.
-- Nursery Rhyme

Jack and Jill went up a hill, they each had a quarter. Jill came down with 50 cents. They didn't go up for water.
-- Limerick told to me by my father



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