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Remember, remember the Fifth of November,
The Gunpowder Treason and Plot,
I know of no reason
Why the Gunpowder Treason
Should ever be forgot.

Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, t'was his intent
To blow up the King and Parli'ment.
Three-score barrels of powder below
To prove old England's overthrow;

By God's providence he was catch'd
With a dark lantern and burning match.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, let the bells ring.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, God save the King!

And what should we do with him?
Burn him!

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Saturday, March 13, 2010

Flax me

All I remember from Great Uncle Tom's funeral was how he was a believer in flax seed. I added it to the list of thing's I didn't know about him.

But he was someone to whom I was intrigued by. His hard work ethic, honesty, and affection was admirable. I remember thinking, maybe it was the flax.....

That was 10 years ago. I've been a flax subscriber since.  This week my syrupygoodness arrived. I found some flax seed waffles, and the stage was set for a weekend breaky.

Topped with marionberries, an organic banana, and the best Vermont has to offer ( syrup wise).
And wash it down with pureed blueberries. Thanks great uncle Tom.

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