Dear Santa
Save me from your followers. Puleese. That's all I ask.
Peace and joy,
Barbara
PS. On second thoughts, perhaps you could bring me more dragonflies to eat the sandflies which arrived last weekend after the recent rain. Dragonflies are my totem you know, so my Indigenous friends tell me. “Aunty” Kathy Murphy and the beautiful Suzanne Thompson of Gin~Murun~Gari taught me the dragonfly dance when we camped in the bush a few years ago. Don't suppose there are dragonflies at the North Pole, too cold.
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