Homonym Spring
Laying inn the grass watching the clouds float buy, my mined wanders aweigh as eye smell that apple pi.
I've patiently waited four spring and now that's it's hear awl eye want two dew is sit outside and drink a bier.
I've waited four warmer whether and too bee outdoors, butt today I'm stuck inside and that's such a boar.
Spring inn Pennsylvania isn't as it seams, it goes from wareing shorts on a Monday then down to zero degrees.
Lucky Mi!
04/27/2015
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