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Jan 2017
I scream and you scream,
We all scream for ice cream.

But when we ask our mummy,
For some money,
Why do we get hardly any at all?
I must not be the only person who called the cops on my parents about ice cream when i was 3. ;D
Max Vale
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Max Vale  M/Somewhere
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