Chop, chop, chop, chop, chop,......
.....stack, stack, stack, stack, stack.....chop,chop, chop, chop, chop.... stack, stack, stack, stack.....
HEY!!!
What are you doing here??
There's nothing here to see but an old man chopping fire wood and stacking it.
Heard tell it's gonna be a cold winter.
Colder than a witches ***
You don't need to be here for this boring, repetitive, chore of mine.
Run along.
I'm sure you can find something better to do.
And let me get back to my work,
Thank you very much.
Chop,chop,chop,chop,chop.....stack, stack, stack, stack ....chop, chop, chop, chop, ...etc...etc...
May 24, 2018
May 24, 2018 at 11:00 PM UTC
Chop, chop, chop, chop, chop,......
.....stack, stack, stack, stack, stack.....chop,chop, chop, chop, chop.... stack, stack, stack, stack.....
HEY!!!
What are you doing here??
There's nothing here to see but an old man chopping fire wood and stacking it.
Heard tell it's gonna be a cold winter.
Colder than a witches ***
You don't need to be here for this boring, repetitive, chore of mine.
Run along.
I'm sure you can find something better to do.
And let me get back to my work,
Thank you very much.
Chop,chop,chop,chop,chop.....stack, stack, stack, stack ....chop, chop, chop, chop, ...etc...etc...
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