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maddie whitsel Feb 2012
Oh nose on my face,
You empty my wastes.

My snot filters through you,
Into the chocolate fondue.

I blow my snot rockets
Into my mom's pockets.

I keep myself in fashion,
By blowing you with passion.

**I love you Honker
maddie whitsel Mar 2012
Soft sand so pretty
Loud gulls so noisy
Sun burn so irritating
Water so cold
The beach

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