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Skeleton’s Been Left To Rot Since October

Yard skeleton hazard’s a stay. He smells like a fish aft’ three days. We wish he’d keel over, But one might discover the neighbor’s been dead, sans sway. How bad we’d all feel - all the same, the grit and the bow are to blame. The holiday bones wave. It’s time to dig’m a grave. The neighbor too IF he’s the same.

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Date: 4/8/2025 10:35:00 PM
Wow, this is dark, and wow, a very messy feeling. Not every subject is pleasant. You're always real. :)
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Date: 3/29/2025 10:26:00 AM
A dark one it seems. Very interesting from you, Kim.
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Kim Rodrigues
Date: 3/29/2025 1:30:00 PM
lol…thanks, Andrea!
Date: 3/27/2025 5:24:00 PM
The truly solid Death strikes again. I can't help but fixate on this gorey poem. The smell overshadows the sad ending. I'll need to put out incense.
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Kim Rodrigues
Date: 3/27/2025 6:41:00 PM
LOL!
Date: 3/27/2025 2:38:00 PM
Whoa!! Now I am wondering is this one is based on some crime. The death of Gene Hackman and his wife comes to mind of course it was just a series of bad circumstances. Thanks for sharing. Sara K
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Kim Rodrigues
Date: 3/27/2025 3:38:00 PM
I can see why your mind went to that one. Just awful!
Date: 3/27/2025 2:29:00 PM
eek i can imagine the smell Kim, funny but sad too - its often the smell and flies that alert people to a death:-( hugs jan xx
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Kim Rodrigues
Date: 3/27/2025 3:37:00 PM
Yikes, right?! Hugs ~ Kim

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