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Mr. Shickling-Pinnofly
Through the nearest windy whisk
And thrown inside a midnight bag
She screams, he laughs, and so it seemed
A certain tuck; he made her gag.
His eyes beyond and further still
He tipped his hat at passers by
The child’s breath inside the hands
Said nothing to his shallow eye.
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Its alicia, from ochsa! whats shakin babeh! How did you get that wallpaper onto your LJ? I love Johnny, he's splendid...no, actually there really arent any words to describe johnny, hes just so ~sigh~ johnny...
Anyway, great LJ...talk to you online!
MUAH!
~*~*~Alicia~*~*~
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