Cepheus
There is no pain Ethiopian Indian... this way to the Wind
Father to Andromeda and the phi is nominal, his
Argonauts strut true sense as the normal
Robes of gold counting coal as usual.
Astro nuts in the light of day.
We change in a constellation they say
Hobbit of the East the monarch mentions
.... as her Scotch goes vertical
and she Lands the great notion.
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Hey Chief...
Who loves chocolate? ;)
*I* put the almonds in the milky way...
they help the memory remember.
Plate 4
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the kitten playfully snickers ;)~
Copyright © Izzy Gumbo | Year Posted 2010
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