i made this poem for class today. what.

[forluckorlack]

indulgence of morbid interest?forests grew on its slopes, no ghosts or such. simone tries to imagine it draws the idle gawkers, enticed the animal, she sang like a canary

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[3ducksacrowd]

Good one good one, where'd you get the time to come up with that one/!????! danncnagn