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Me and My Beanie

Me and my Beanie. We're pretty tight, we are. Always on my head; my constant companion. If I could wear it in school, I would. But I can't. So I take it with me, in my bag. Me and my Beanie. Though I've had many, none can compare, to my current Beanie. Dark, blue-ish grey, with a little light grey stripe, along the rim. This is my Beanie. Keeping my head, hair, and ears warm, dry, and stylish. Me and My Beanie.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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