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May 2013
A frog lept in time
and did not see where he did go
the land was strange and the what he liked to call mud
spurted from within between his toes
but the lack of air made him gag so
frog this place dose not love you.
Sorry I have to add this, please tell me. to **** myself or something. for this place makes my dizzey.
Paul
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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