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Softly positioned beneath the ****** sky Mongaloo rubbed his sore belly, Picking the moss bites out of his naval And ingesting them in his heat stricken misery. *Oh gloomy am I when forced to bare witness To such abysmal stupidity. You Catch are truly a tragic reminder Of the need for infectious disease, Or another global disaster.* Catch rubbed his eyes and moaned a bit Then replied to Mongaloo with much certainty, That it was in fact his mothers fault For being such a dreadful **** And raising him so poorly.
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Apr 3, 2017
Apr 3, 2017 at 4:04 PM UTC
The Mongaloo