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Tonight's Poet Corner: Festive Footwear

Festive Footwear by Belinda Roddie I didn't have a Christmas stocking, so I hung my uncle's dirty sock up by the fireplace. It's lacking its companion, so he won't miss it, and it's big enough (his shoe size is 13). When I ran down for my treats, all I found was old cheese in the blackened toe. I guess that's what happens when I gross out Santa.

Today's OneWord: Duration

Eileen was asleep for the entire duration of the show, but I was riveted. Victor was an excellent dancer. Every time he glided across the stage, every bend of his knees and slant of his ankles, kept me alert and rapt. By the time the performance was over and I have worn out my hands from clapping so hard, I shook my girlfriend away just before she was about to start snoring. "What'd I miss?" she asked groggily. "Everything?" "Yep."