My father is a trader-man
That’s how I met my Danish Dan
Came a-calling with exotic goods
With Eastern silks, gold and stiff black hoods
He bid me well
Then made me swell
And I say he has to wed me
To give a father to our baby
Early evidence of Anglo-Saxons (Danes) in this area suggests peaceful trading links
crispina kemp 
Whew! Nothin’ quite like a bito’ the spice to get the morning moving! I love this!
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Thank you, Violet. A rapidly written few words!
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Nice biography put in a paragraph
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I’m getting good at this micro-thing. But I still write mammoth length novels!
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I’m learning! 🙂
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Hahaha! That’s the side-effect of dalliances with a Dapper Dan!
Nicely done, Madam.
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Oh, Dapper Dan, why didn’t I think of Dapper Dan? Thank you
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Just being alliterative (and it fits, eh?)
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It does, except it was important to get his country of origin into it
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Absolutely!
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🥰 Welcome back
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Thank you, my friend. 🥰
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I love these poems of yours Crispina, that are like little folk tales.
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I do believe I am so thoroughly steeped in the genre that is oozes out of me at the least encouragement!
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A succinct story
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Thank you, Sadje. Even when there’s wordcount to write to. I think Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompts are an excellent training ground 🙂 🙂 🙂
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Very true Crispina.
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