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Dawn
I’ll never forget the day that I met Dawn from Didcot.
Her eyes like pools of fire, all watery and bloodshot.
I found her reminiscent of all of the four seasons.
For a very wide and varied number of notable reasons.
She was Reminiscent of Spring time, of April showers and dew.
Because every time she Shpoke, she shpat all over you.
She reminded me of Winter, of icic...
Thursday 21st February 2019 11:50 pm
Truly Beloved Customer Care
Dear Truly Beloved Customer Care
I have a small problem with one of your wares
I’m not after a new one or a replacement spare
Just wondered if this one is not beyond repair
In Ninety-One you gave me this heart
Which really was awfully sweet
I wasn’t too smart, broke it apart
How I’ve tried to make it complete
Yet now I fear, after 23 years, it appears
I have cocked up it...
Tuesday 19th February 2019 3:56 pm
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