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~Another One of My Luckier Days~

Well, my friends, I recall yet another one of my luckier days in the same town as the last one I recently spoke of:

Once again, I had an unfortunate day playing the ponies, which, of course, is to be expected. Only those who can afford to lose win.

When I left the races I walked along the railroad tracks until I got to the yellow weeds where I altered course
street-ward east towards my abode of drunks and zero food, when, out of the corner of my eye, I spied a brown hen strutting about. She was fat and alone, which I took as a good sign. I did a bit of prospecting, and lo and behold--I found her nest! There was a glorious mound of at least thirty big brown eggs in it!

I looked around, and, of course, in no time at all, found a plastic grocery bag among the weeds. Before filling the bag, I took an egg from the bottom of the mound, broke it and put it to my nose to make sure the eggs weren't rotten. The sample smelled fine. Yippee! I gathered the eggs, placed them carefully in the bag, and carried home dinner and the next-day's breakfast and lunch with a winner's glow upon my face.

D. B. Tompsett