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Sep 1
Not Cameron,
Just a friend.
Came to sit, upon a stem.
I told him as I walked towards,
Leave me Now, or feel my sword.
He flew away without a look,
Alfred's dream came true, and I had to BOOK!
09/01/24 - Friggin bird turds...although THEY say they are smart. I agree...
Drab
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Drab  Agender/The final frontier
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