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Oct 23
I have a classic ****.
It struts around on occasion.
Not so much anymore.
But still gets up early on some morning(s)
Sometimes before.
Sometimes after.....

It isn’t really, a classic ****.
It remains a mystery.
Sometimes, it even hides......

But I live in “fly over” country.
And we like our ***** here.
They keep the eggs fertilized.
Don’t you know how to farm?
And raise wild animals?


Jeeeez.
Drab
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