Red hands hanging in the willow tree and
those pesky foxes.
All women are cats when you turn them inside out.
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Mee-yow.
ReplyDeleteInside out I am dripping empty.
ReplyDeleteLove ya meow meow!
and all men are dogs when you look down their throats
ReplyDeleteJason = Yes
ReplyDeleteI think I'm more of a badger.
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