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Apr 2017
"He Looked Up At Me With Expecting Eyes And A Mouth That Was Droopy, Unfed."

"He Looked Down On Me Upon His Tower Of Woe With An Unwilling Scowl And A Stomach Quite Full"

"So There Sat The Boy Who Was Mangy, Yet Hopeful. And There Sat The Boy Who Was Clean And Yet Doleful"

"What Do You Seek To Posses;Is It Power And Oil? Or Kindness And Seed?"

"Oh Indeed It Is Power And Oil I Seek, For I Am The Mighty! Clean And Compelling!"

"For I Just Would Like Seed, To Feed My Poor Family, We Are Mangy, Unfed; Yet Still Remain Hopeful!"

"No! Said The Boy With The Clean Hair, Dark Tie, It Is I That Deserve It! For I Am  The Higher, The Cleaner, The Mighty!"

"Okay, I Will Go! You, The Unwitting And Boastful Will Stay In This Palace With Clean Beds And White Sheets"

"I Warned Him… That Boy, The Clean And Well-Fed, To Share His Fortune… Or It Was Off With His Head."
IDEK Something Random That Popped Into My Head. Don't Be Stuck Up, There Are No People Below You.
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Madison
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   Gabriel burnS
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