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Sep 2015
BRINK
now when I hear that, makes me feel so on edge,
or was that the novel by Ilene Over
I forget.

any way not climbing up there today
as King Kong said
hate flying things them ******* sting

LEMONDADE
like your mother made, just the right amount of sweetness.

and have you seen my teeth
more holes than any volcano.

BUBBLES
was our one eye dog, lost its tail in a lawnmower and balance.

really bad to take for a walk.

:-)  P@ul.
P@ul.
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
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