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Blue Balls

There once was a little teapot, short and stout. It had tiny dancers that rubbed its spout. Its handle got neglected and fell to the floor. Now the little teapot is no more. There was a dynamic duo, Bobbin Robin and the Bat. Wayne Manor is where their special bromance was at. On a cold rainy day in King Arthur’s court. They admitted defeat and had to abort. Will they return? It’s not quite clear. They are looking for help, blue pills and some beer. Keep living the dream and rolling those dice. After all, it’s just another day in paradise.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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Date: 12/17/2020 12:44:00 PM
you sure made me smile Mark:-) a fun rhyme:-) hugs jan xx
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Mark Koplin
Date: 12/17/2020 3:00:00 PM
Lol... hmmmm I wonder who it’s about?

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