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ok, things are getting better!! got my ducks all waddling in a row. my tin solidiers standing to attention in a line. my cats all in pyjamas and spats...(gotta tell ya that one was a bit tricky). also put mittens on those curious kittens. don't want them dying, ya know. the mutt, is busy looking for nuts. and i made the elephant comfortable in this small room.   he is now, chatting with the paper tiger, over by the fireplace my fish swimming happily in their barrel. and the bees,tending busily to arthritic knees so almost all is well... but sheeesh!!! my geese are running around pell-mell and are likely to give the mittened kittens a fainting spell. all that, honking and flapping about mother goose going to hell. so....... now...... the ducks are wandering tin soldiers, planning a gruerilla wafare attack. the cats now  naked **** how did they, get out of those spats. the mutt still looking nothing, will stop that fool dog, those nuts are, looooong gone. elephant is embarrassed, the tiger squashed flat. fish, floating, not swimming. now food for the cat. and the bees and their knees are creating stinging, verbal retorts. ....as for the geese and the mittened kittens.... they have, commandeered the black forest torte and are gulping it greedily down. so... it is certainly not me, no siree, who is  in charge of this madhouse mind, in this mindless town of mine. not me, who wears the king's crown. you will find me, the fool...... down by the pool, ....sunbathing... when all this weird **** is going down.. **nothing to see here, move along, nothing to see....**
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Apr 11, 2014
Apr 11, 2014 at 11:41 PM UTC
things are getting better???
ok, things are getting better!! got my ducks all waddling in a row. my tin solidiers standing to attention in a line. my cats all in pyjamas and spats...(gotta tell ya that one was a bit tricky). also put mittens on those curious kittens. don't want them dying, ya know. the mutt, is busy looking for nuts. and i made the elephant comfortable in this small room.   he is now, chatting with the paper tiger, over by the fireplace my fish swimming happily in their barrel. and the bees,tending busily to arthritic knees so almost all is well... but sheeesh!!! my geese are running around pell-mell and are likely to give the mittened kittens a fainting spell. all that, honking and flapping about mother goose going to hell. so....... now...... the ducks are wandering tin soldiers, planning a gruerilla wafare attack. the cats now  naked **** how did they, get out of those spats. the mutt still looking nothing, will stop that fool dog, those nuts are, looooong gone. elephant is embarrassed, the tiger squashed flat. fish, floating, not swimming. now food for the cat. and the bees and their knees are creating stinging, verbal retorts. ....as for the geese and the mittened kittens.... they have, commandeered the black forest torte and are gulping it greedily down. so... it is certainly not me, no siree, who is  in charge of this madhouse mind, in this mindless town of mine. not me, who wears the king's crown. you will find me, the fool...... down by the pool, ....sunbathing... when all this weird **** is going down.. **nothing to see here, move along, nothing to see....**
what can i say just some mental doodling......
betterdays
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Apr 11, 2014
Apr 11, 2014 at 11:41 PM UTC
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