pm
n she was singing to the birs
an the wicked witch prepared a bonfire
to spoil her voice
n mother wind blew it away ....
an you'd have thought watching
someone deflower a carrot
at the age of 55 would be worth a few bob ...
the harpie Nic and emerald clockwork and petra are not welcome to read my blog or use me in any way , there are thoughts in your own head huns
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