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muddling puddles

.. gosh, my galoshes are sloshed. i’m gonna need a bum -bershoot to keep my willy-nilly birthday suit(e) saved unscathed from all this mud -(d)led muck. yuck, the sun’s come out again. i miss the stuck-struck spill of my jelly-belly … Continue reading

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