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Puff Up, Inflate

Puff Up, Inflate One kind of pigeon, one kind of snake, as far as I know, puff up, inflate. There’s the bullfrog, of course, and peacocks have tails so I tell my wife what she already knows: Once I become whoever I am then will I love you. Donal Mahoney

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