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A typical Sunday morning

As I looked into her blackhole,
I knew she needed to use the porcelain thrown  
As I waited, I began working on my origami birds
20 minutes later, I heard a swishing, whirlpool like sound coming from the bathroom    
She was like, "I'm cuckoo for cocoa puffs"!
"Ok, Let's eat!"
                                                      
                                                                            
  
Written by Vision_of_insanity
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