Brandishing belly she pours her frail brute strength down inside your head like Alambic Brandy, and you smack your lips, Ah…
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Telling the Future – Digital Musings
The days run together like negatives in a camera with a broken film winder.
The Never Camper – A memory piece
Mom was so shocked when I stated loudly and dramatically that I hated camping. As a matter of fact, I went down on one knee, shook my fist at the air and proclaimed in my best Scarlett O’Hara that “I will nevah go campin’ agin!”
Mom
Love shouts from her eyes
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