According to my mother, my parents sent a work order to heaven, and Gabriel went looking under all the pink clouds seeking just the
right baby, and 'way off in the corner with a rainbow over it he found me nestled in my cloud, so he greased me up and sent me down the Heavenly Sliding
Board, (along with heavenly hosts singing Jazz) where I popped in thru the roof of the hospital into my bassinet in the nursery. Years later, I was to be
chagrined and horribly disappointed in biology class...
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