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Her Sun Won'T Go Down

The most random thoughts can pop in your head - like, after it’s down, does the sun go to bed? This must be a problem when birthing new stars. Can’t sing ‘em to sleep; they ignite the guitars. Their mom must be frazzled, not getting much sleep, so I thought for a moment, and I thought pretty deep. I’ve got a new venture that seems pretty sweet; to get suns to bed, you need fireproof sheets.

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Date: 10/24/2022 11:03:00 AM
Loving these end rhymes Jeff
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Date: 10/24/2022 7:29:00 AM
LOL Jeff. So creative and inventive...fireproof sheets indeed :))
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