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Silver Owl Glasses

Thud-thud-thud thud thud-thud Me and my silver owl glasses And the silver car with the broken hood from when I ram ram Ramed into the light grey garage and the pale Blue fire hydrant And now it goes thud-thud-thud Thud thud-thud And me and my owl glasses Squint up at the sky while the car goes thud-thud Thud thud-thud And my skin basking in the sun’s glow, Rudolph’s luck it was only his nose! And with a little jingle, Time to take the baked potato out Bright red and ready to peel, Leaving behind an ugly little thing, In her silver owl glasses and thud-thud silver Car With the dented hood
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Written by
CynicalStrawberry
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Published
Dec 10, 2019
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19·111
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This came from a really weird mood.

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#glasses#car#skin#strength#eccentric#weird
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