In the End

What's that stuff 'tween our ears Some call it brain but mine's disappeared Maybe too much sun Some call me dumb Should ram an encyclopedia up my rear
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Cunningham Avatar
March 8, 2020 at 2:43 PM
Or just have a permanent connection to Google, you'd be in demand.
Ellison Avatar
March 8, 2020 at 8:04 PM
Absolutely... would I then be rich beyond my wildest dreams???
Pigeon Tart Avatar
March 8, 2020 at 8:08 AM
I don't think that's the data import outlet... but lemme know if it works ;), xomo!
Ellison Avatar
March 8, 2020 at 9:03 AM
LOL might be, who knows, don't know unless one tries! LOL XOX
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