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THE BIG HAPPY EVER AFTER ( in ego Nursery Rhyme vixi ) She was one cool chick. Dressed - très chic. She curved in all the right places - if ya get my drift. Her name was Miss Dumpty. Claimed her father Humpty had been pushed - taken the fall for some Mr. Big and got his. I remembered the case. His smile was cracked...yoke all over his face..legs scrambled at an unnatural angle. The autopsy pics made me sick. Said she had gone to Sam ***** to dig up dirt. But no dice. Sam's paid..he's off the case. She spat the name out with a thanks-for-nothing look. "So. I came to you. See what you can do!" "What's in it for me!" I smirked. "Me!" she clucked in a Linda Darnellish way. Turned out it was Little Boy...would ya believe it...Blue! Jealous of Humpty's easy said-ness and how he got recited more often than Mr. B. Blue. Nursery Crime is increasing so they tells me. Too many modern authors making ***** parodies.. Or in the ***** Limericks Business. Scaring the kiddies away. Putting the frighteners on parents. Me and Miss Dumpty? We're going for the big happy ever after!
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Aug 30, 2019
Aug 30, 2019 at 5:11 PM UTC
THE BIG HAPPY EVER AFTER
THE BIG HAPPY EVER AFTER ( in ego Nursery Rhyme vixi ) She was one cool chick. Dressed - très chic. She curved in all the right places - if ya get my drift. Her name was Miss Dumpty. Claimed her father Humpty had been pushed - taken the fall for some Mr. Big and got his. I remembered the case. His smile was cracked...yoke all over his face..legs scrambled at an unnatural angle. The autopsy pics made me sick. Said she had gone to Sam ***** to dig up dirt. But no dice. Sam's paid..he's off the case. She spat the name out with a thanks-for-nothing look. "So. I came to you. See what you can do!" "What's in it for me!" I smirked. "Me!" she clucked in a Linda Darnellish way. Turned out it was Little Boy...would ya believe it...Blue! Jealous of Humpty's easy said-ness and how he got recited more often than Mr. B. Blue. Nursery Crime is increasing so they tells me. Too many modern authors making ***** parodies.. Or in the ***** Limericks Business. Scaring the kiddies away. Putting the frighteners on parents. Me and Miss Dumpty? We're going for the big happy ever after!
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Aug 30, 2019
Aug 30, 2019 at 5:11 PM UTC
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