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Black is back

Black is back Snuggies, huggies, buggies and more – what you don’t want, lots of waste galore what doesn’t fit does not really matter, as shoppers converge angry mobs start to gather, ’tis not the gift but the thought or … Continue reading

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Just us too

if from within us both we can find what we surely lack, within our minds; explore secret feelings within that dwell when passion casts it’s wondrous spell; two hearts that rarely skip a beat, red whispering lips a moist warm … Continue reading

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The buoy n the flee

a boy and a flea sat down to read twas odd to sea while along the brook a frog and a beetle chewed licorice twas odd indeed as a pink cloud looked down and the wind whistled till the sun … Continue reading

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