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Trixie Love Waking Me Up

Framp town graces ring a wrong Rooh Dah Roo Dah Gramp down laces sling a thong Oh Roo Rah Ray! My eyes pop open I am disoriented I stumble My knee hits a chair It twirls Finally reach the door Hear Trixie my muse laugh She loves waking me up

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Ann Foster

Date: 6/16/2022 2:00:00 PM

Haha... sounds like you are best friends with your muse... That is cool... Ann

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 6/17/2022 9:57:00 AM

We are friendly some days, growling and snapping other days.

Jeff Kyser

Date: 6/16/2022 11:49:00 AM

Gramps, don't don lace, sling a thong! I'd have nightmares all night long, Wash Eyes Today!

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 6/17/2022 9:58:00 AM

Hahaha Jeff

L Milton Hankins

Date: 6/16/2022 10:02:00 AM

She wouldn't survive long at my house, Caren. I sleep late and am a slow waker-upper. When I am startled away, my day is a disaster!

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 6/17/2022 9:58:00 AM

I am up anywhere between 3:45 and 5:00 a.m.