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30/09/2026
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MadameCercle
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Transcript:
“Under a spreading chestnut-tree
The village smithy stands…”
Uh oh, what time of year is it in that poem?
It doesn’t say.
Well he’d better hope it’s not late September. He’s likely to be beaned on the head with a falling chestnut.
I read somewhere a fellow in Terre Haute was killed by a chestnut.
It fell on his head?
No, he choked on it.