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seagulls with buckets and spades crows wearing spats Pigeons with shades ravens with kiss me quick hats and they're all flying off to the sun when Thursday is done I'll be joining in the fun a knotted kerchief to rest on my head a deck chair and lotion ( by the ocean a lotion stops me getting red ) and She, with a hairnet wanting a 99 cornet knitting a sweater for Winter. it must be nearly Friday.
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Jun 30, 2022
Jun 30, 2022 at 12:04 AM UTC
It must be nearly Friday
seagulls with buckets and spades crows wearing spats Pigeons with shades ravens with kiss me quick hats and they're all flying off to the sun when Thursday is done I'll be joining in the fun a knotted kerchief to rest on my head a deck chair and lotion ( by the ocean a lotion stops me getting red ) and She, with a hairnet wanting a 99 cornet knitting a sweater for Winter. it must be nearly Friday.
john-edward-smallshaw
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Jun 30, 2022
Jun 30, 2022 at 12:04 AM UTC
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