Buttle Poems - Poems about Buttle

...Some people speak so softly that our ears they do strain.. We ask them to repeat themselves over and over again.. It's frustrating to both parties and some times they get peeved, as the speaker......

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...The day started badly as I had a bat flattery on my vodge diper It was roaring with pain when I arrived at the par cark at the mall Went to put my bopping in the shoot and I turned into a bow......

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