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https://geolatinas.org/shhxopsrjdi On Day 12 I wrote a song as my entry to provide something different than the usual photos, links, videos and commentary.
Tramadol Uk Buy Thirteen days have passed since I posted that masterpiece, so I’ve decided to grace the internet with yet another installation of my Red Dirt Kelly Compositions. If you would, please, sing this idyllic poetry set to the tune of “Oh Mah Darlin’, Clementine.”
click here *clears throat*…Okay, here we go:
https://www.elevators.com/53u3sxrwf8 In a cabinet,
In a dorm room,
Crumpled iiin a wrinkled mess –
Lies my laundry,
Dirty laundry,
Much in need
Of wash n’ press.
http://www.mscnantes.org/8o05xns5a Bagged it nicely,
Grabbed the soap flakes,
Got my key and headed out
Down the staircase
‘Cross the campus
Wishing for
A can of Shout
https://guelph-real-estate.ca/6sefpzl34cd Got it started,
Then I parted,
Lookin’ for a bit of lunch.
Watched the street cart
Lady make a
Perfect crepe’-uh
Munch, MUNCH!
https://www.yolascafe.com/66claukz5 ATM, then
Bought a notebook,
Back to ca-a-am-pus in a rush,
Didn’t want my
Washer emptied
By a stran-ger,
I would blush.
Tramadol Online Sale If you didn’t
Get the former
Verse I’ll spe-e-ll it out just now
Bra and panties in the laundry
Not for public
Holy Cow!
Rx Tramadol Online Then I had a
Facial at a
‘Roma-theeera-py boutique
Now my face looks
Like I may cook
At an oil
Re-finer-ique’
https://danivoiceovers.com/233ogjvkh Yes it’s greasy,
Really shiny
Think I’m blinding those I see
On the sidewalk
I make idle talk
As I wait
To cross the stree (t)
https://penielenv.com/t3z4qu58 Hope I never see
Them I did see
While the talking did commence
Probably think I
Slicked my face down
Lacking any common sense.
go to link Now I’m typing,
Fingers sliding,
Cross the key–board
As I work
Guess this facial’s
Become glacial
Hands are greasy!
Don’t you smirk…
https://paradiseperformingartscenter.com/b8cz3v7opqi (Wrap it up now! – – 1/2 time) Guess this facial’s, become glacial, Hands are greeaaazzy – don’t you
smiiirrrrkkkk.
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P.S. The photograph is of the door that inspired C.S. Lewis’ “Aslan.” I had to throw in something credible after that ridiculous song.