Montag, 10. November 2008

Poem 2

Adjective November

Polluted Snow
Cold Wheater
Sneezing Nostril

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when yaffle reads this poem he's going to be so mad - his retirement investments are all in wheaters!

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you can't imagine how baldy i want snow

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