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Sweet little feet as she walks, frame petite in the park on the trail. Slender and small such a doll with her ever so Betty Davis eyes. I want your life.... little sticks hold her long darkly hair, she can't weigh more over then a fair sized Dalmatian. I'll strangle this Vixen.... Yes that's what I said, I'll choke the life right out of her head... Yes, and I'll beat her up too I'll sneak to behind this shrew and wait for just the right time, then my hands will take of her life! Have their ride. muuaahaha ~Uncle fester the band played on... From the bushes she lifts her nose. Fresh scent of the morning rose, Delicate this little bush grows, in the sun Her fragrance, I know well. ~There's a bee that's come to my arm. Buzzing humble with the sweetest little chime, of a bumble. Hi there... The silence enhanced by your charm, Gentle breeze come to carry you on.safely ~ I heard your song. Sweet bird. Taking steps to the Marigolds there. Fixing sticks in my darkly hair... And know, they're not wood. Lovely Little squirrels are at play! A smile washes through the best day Near the Great Oak Tree, I say. Just another beastly moment more and the foul little girl at my door, shall know the wrath of me. My glee is overwhelming, eyes on fire in my head they're pounding, maggots eat in my heart and then.... And then. While under the Great Tree. Beside the Light was a flash, of Three. Low and to her side she spun these, Elevation aid the sound of her knees, Obliteration. Before he could see The Miss.take he was about to be or... The Lovely Marigolds she picked from her layer next she walked the park and wrote there. About Peace... The Butterflies return to her hair. Two. And purrrr said the Kittens there. ~Circle grows a cLover in a Square~ And I'm a Lego.Ninja.Too ;) And this was just for afun.Ay.Honey ;p smooches! ~She walks on~

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