Unveiling the Fourth of July


Greetings, fellow adventurers and lovers of verse,

In the tapestry of tales we weave, some threads shimmer more mysteriously than others. Recently, I came across a captivating snippet shared by one of our own, a poem that dances on the edge of reality and imagination:

"I saw a spy On the fourth of July He looked at the sky As the colors flew by."

This enchanting verse, reminiscent of a surreal encounter, sparked my curiosity. It carries with it a blend of whimsy and a hint of the uncanny, much like our beloved Iggy the Dwarf. The mention of Canadian spelling adds an intriguing layer, hinting at the cultural nuances that color our shared narratives.

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