Ray's Thought fer the Nonce

hippy days er here agin
those hippy times er round the bend
I shall grow me hair out long agin
fer hippy days er here agin
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Then many nonces go by the board but Ray is still singin'

fire that joint up and pass it round
here a bouts there are no frowns
we got plenty more to go around
hippy days have come to town
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Lookee here Rayetta. This must be Ray's package from abroad.

Yeah right Hope. If Ray got a package from a broad it would have a legal writ attached.

No silly. I betcha it's that gizmo he was anticipating that he thought the Little Kinglet stole and that you had to dispel him of due to his snufflin' habit.

Lemme see......that. Wait a minute. I thought Ray said his package was coming from Scotland. This one's from Poland. Whoa! I must say, the Poles do stamps right. These are most entertaining stamps. Look at these stamps, Hope.

My goodness gracious. Why so ever does that man have a bag on his head? And isn't that entity sitting in the Lazy Boy on the far left stamp a member of the Crustacea? Goodness!

Hmmmm. It appears to be a shellfish all righty. We may need to find a Polish Druid to interpret these for us.

But shouldn't we give Ray his package now? I think he's been in faerie long enough, maybe.

Well I guess so, but he's soooooo manageable like that and he doesn't fidget or snuffle. On the other hand, he also doesn't do his chores. Okie Dokie.

Oh Ra-ay. Guess what we found.