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First Quarter Moon

First Quarter Moon The first quarter moon wants me to learn to speak curly hair language. If I don’t their rage concerning being bullied by prunes the size of cement trucks will cause: more cracks in paths. The first quarter moon also wants me to take a wallet out to dinner. Wallets love to treat themselves too, but they won’t go out to dinner unless asked; eat my trash to help reduce trash waste; take vacuums out jogging. Vacuums thrive in sweat. The first quarter moon also wants me to soak a filing cabinet in banana juice. It stops their sporadic shivering. The first quarter moon also wants me to decorate tissues. Decorated tissues feel sexier when decorated. And finally the first quarter moon wants me to roll scented candles down the west driveway. Candles crave dizziness. It calms them.

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