for you
and you
and you
and, especially, you.
but you...i like you. you don't keep taking.
*none of you fine folks of course*
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i know no better experience than growing your own strawberries, except, perhaps, eating them.
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6 comments:
got room on the "short list" for me? ;-)
lol yeah grumb, you can come over anytime! along with anyone else who comes here.
and toto too?
lol anybody from oz is always welcome. it's my home town after all!
thanks for commenting on the alzheimer poem
like this
(oops - must stop talking) :)
no you may talk all you want. its allowed flootsy! it's a pleasure. it was a great and very thought provoking poem. thanks for always stopping by here. i read all your work via RSS, too.
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