Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

I don’t have an Ape… a ferret was the best I could manage…

Okay, I admit, I am a bit confused. I’ve had letters to Santa, Christmas poems and stories from two-legses and four-legses… even from a two-legs who is also a four-legs… but this one is from a two-legs who is almost a four-legs, and a hairy one at that…

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Still, even though he is more orange red haired than me, we do have some stuff in common. Apart from liking bananas. My Dad was Irish and a redhead… and you know how I can legitimately claim that nothing is my fault because I’m genetic? Well, it turns out that the Ape is genetic too! That’s why he sent me a poem! The Hairy One inherited his poetic talents from his mother, Agnes Mae Graham and he pubished a collection of her poems last year

Now,