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wellamarke:actorwriterstrangler:wellamarke:actorwriterstrangler:wellamarke:actorwriterstrangler:wellamarke:actorwriterstrangler:wellamarke:actorwriterstrangler:wellamarke:the first complaynts are coming in:jess thinks my rimes are but a sin. she canot see the meme’s apeel.the bredlik loveshe does not feel.why are you like thisthe way i am i will admitte makes little sence:i am a twitte.but who is werce-the crazy gal or she who kepes her as a pal?why must youi must becos this simpel memeis now my lyf,my waking dreme. if i should tryto speke in prose the cow appears:he liks my nose.are you kidding mei kid yu not. i shall not tire. to rime this wayis my desire.the world may bern or floode insted:but i’ll be here to lik some bred.please stopeven your tags were in lik the bred formati give upthis post has killed mejust yesterdaythe words abovewere sed by jesswho has no love for any childemade up of rime.she may yet change.i’ll give her tyme. -- source link
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