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Fly man cried for a big glowing squirrel ran around his fat farm ball. He ate my magic joy frog. He blames me; the milk was spoiled before I knew the carpenter's dream or the fist of darkest unspoken desire.

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auntiebelle

For You?

Written by

auntiebelle

Published: Jul 4, 2014
LinesWords: 2340

Notes: Don't date narcissists and don't fuck with my magic joy frog.
Tags: #joy #magic #fat #ball #liberty #frog #farm #olalla #kerr #carpenters

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