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Pyromaniac a Polka Dotted Tit Mouse

The polka dotted tit mouse was not tame. She did not like faeries, it was her claim. She loved dogs, had a female great dame. Serendipity was her doggie’s name. Polka dotted tit mouse had one big aim. A pyromaniac, she loved a flame. Burned a forest but never took the blame. I know this may sound a little bit lame. But burning stuff was her natural game. Titmouse never meant to kill or to maim. Unfortunately she did both, just the same.

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Date: 11/13/2019 5:49:00 PM
We are losing nature's wonders to fire, all too quickly. Great metaphor.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 11/13/2019 11:57:00 PM
Thank you my friend.
Date: 11/13/2019 9:29:00 AM
Wow! You said this with whimsy but there is such truth! You are on your game today!
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 11/13/2019 11:57:00 PM
I am just playing really.
Date: 11/13/2019 7:57:00 AM
Gingas Kahn used to set Horses on fire and send them into cities. Perhaps he was not familiar with your mouse.
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Kim Rodrigues
Date: 11/13/2019 9:29:00 AM
Wow, Richard! Never heard that! How horrible.

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