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Sheesh
There is a she
And there are she’s
My mom used to say sheesh
But for the love of cheese
Without interrupting my chi
In the practice of squeegee
To filter the sense of me
And there are she’s
My mom used to say sheesh
But for the love of cheese
Without interrupting my chi
In the practice of squeegee
To filter the sense of me
Published 13th Aug 2016
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13th Aug 2016 11:40pm
14th Aug 2016 1:00am
25th Aug 2016 9:19pm
It's been a long time DPW! I've missed your work, and this one's short but fun. Hope to see some more of your fine lines soon.
1st Sep 2016 8:50pm
Anonymous
1st Sep 2016 4:47pm
Hmm. . .I like this. . .:)
1st Sep 2016 8:51pm
17th Sep 2016 11:32pm
Entertaining, indeed...however I have a inkling that this leads to more than whats there...<3
