On more than one occasion in my childhood, I recall having sudden bursts of "creativity" and feeling compelled to draw, sing, write, or construct something amazing. Rarely did these projects turn out the way I envisioned them - and more often than not, I became so full of rage that they did not end up being completed. It should be noted that
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luff you
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xo
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Why, though, aren't dogs allowed on barges? This seems like an unfair rule to me.
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With regard to the equity of the rule about dogs on a barge (which would have made a MUCH better movie than Snakes On A Plane), your guess is as good as mine. Perhaps it was a reference to my fascinating/frightful interpretation of our judicial system, in which there are (apparently) specific considerations for apples of colour, cats' tails, winter locomotion, the diet of kittens, storage/placement of nuts, precautions for possible accidents involving turtles, and appropriate locations for violin-playing.
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Do you mind if I show this to a few people including my mom?
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you are amazing!!! x1000000000!
i must admit, your previous poem, the green one...will always have a special place in my heart lol
be blessed my dear!!
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xoxo
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