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One Freak Fell

I ran toward him with flowing hair He ran toward me hirsute With outstretched arms we sought embrace ~ He tripped, I played my flute

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Kim Rodrigues

Date: 8/26/2023 8:43:00 PM

LOL! Can’t stop laughing!

Gershon Wolf
Date: 8/27/2023 7:51:00 PM

Hope you've gotten over my 'random humor' by now.

Juliet Ligon

Date: 8/25/2023 7:15:00 PM

LOL, you are so random.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 8/27/2023 7:47:00 PM

And so is my flute-a-phone! (Made of pure white plastic).

Panagiota Romios

Date: 8/25/2023 11:29:00 AM

Hysterical.. Gershon! I could imagine the entire scene! This deserves a FAVE because of itsoriginality, vocabulary and theme! Also, it’s quite visual and your humor is extraordinary-hardly, common!, Great hon! Pangie

Gershon Wolf
Date: 8/25/2023 12:26:00 PM

Gosh. Thank you for the raw enthusiasm on this one, Pangie. Much appreciated!! ~ gw