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Apr 2018
Ahhhhh.
  Falling asleep to the dulcet tones of
    My screaming baby,
      My snoring husband,
        And the Roomba ******* up what sounds like an entire box of Cheerios.
Written by
Roberta Frosty  F/El Segundo, CA
(F/El Segundo, CA)   
384
     LitMum and J
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