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tiptoe

Into the kitchen I enter, Middle of the night, To hide my hunger, Escaping dad's able ear, And mom's sixth sense. Hunger pangs hurting intestines, Heals and toes entering kitchen, Trip I go and hit the table, Ayiooooooooo I shout and whine, Only to wake up everyone

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 11/11/2013 9:37:00 PM
ayiayiooooo then what mid night scolding or a fun midnight snack........ Very interesting and funny ~V~
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