up the creek
.
I'm in the pickle mine
Think
This morn mine palate
In concert with
Mine maws
the empanadas
hern dulce
Mine thank you waved
She winked
This noon
Whilst enjoying the
Spring's cool wet
the naiad
the naiad
think
Copyright © James Peranteau | Year Posted 2024
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