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The Dance for the Insane hosted annually, was canceled due to the reign of King Louie from pod B. He conspired with Mother Nature, who used to be my third grade teacher. She called in a Hurricane, which ripped off the window panes. The two made quite a pair. He wore only purple and gold, and she kept twigs in her hair. Some blame it on the asbestos and mold. Such a shame that we will not have a dance, for how I do love to frolic and prance. Yes, insanity caught me in its snare. Ask me why I’m here, if you dare.
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Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 12:22 PM UTC
Insanity
The Dance for the Insane hosted annually, was canceled due to the reign of King Louie from pod B. He conspired with Mother Nature, who used to be my third grade teacher. She called in a Hurricane, which ripped off the window panes. The two made quite a pair. He wore only purple and gold, and she kept twigs in her hair. Some blame it on the asbestos and mold. Such a shame that we will not have a dance, for how I do love to frolic and prance. Yes, insanity caught me in its snare. Ask me why I’m here, if you dare.
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Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 12:22 PM UTC
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