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<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>Waking up with the chickens. Slow as molasses in January. Wait and see. The sun will shine into our yard to. Walking on cloud nine. Which came first, the chicken or the egg.<br><IMG alt=oslacken hspace=0
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<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>Spring rain, Fall gold.
You can't teach an old dog new tricks.
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<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>Run to seed. The scum of the earth. We hung them out to dry. The shoes on the other foot now. Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness. Putting the cart before the horse. Read the tea leaves. Root it out. You have to separate the chaff from the wheat. A place in the sun. Two peas in a pod. A place in the sun. Top of the morning. Plain as water. What's good for the goose is good for the gander. Timing is everything. Raking in the dough. To gild refined gold, to paint the lily. We hung them out to dry. What goes down usually comes up. </FONT></DIV>
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size=2>Worked night and day. Stop and smell the roses. Sow dry and set wet. Schools out for summer. When we love - we grow. Shiver me timber. Watch and wait. Worked night and day. Sturdy as an oak. She's a mother hen. When you get lemons, make lemonade.(When life gives you scraps make quilts.) She's the apple of my eye. Were you born in a barn? Shall I compare thee to a summer's day. She's a mother hen. She's a nut. You can lead a horse to water but you can't make him drink. Water under the bridge. Your all washed up.The squeaky wheel gets the grease. Read the tea leaves. Tools of the trade. Say it with flowers. Where man is not nature is barren. They're like two peas in a pod. Shiver me timber. Walking on water. To gild refined gold, to paint the lily. Put that in your pipe and smoke it. What on earth? Till the cows come home. You feel like a fish out of water. Treat him like dirt. Waking up with the chickens. Timber! Strong as an ox. What goes up must come down.</FONT></DIV></BODY></HTML>