Pan Off Poems - Poems about Pan Off

...“Mommy,” I cry, desperate for kindness. I don’t like her; why did you leave me here? I’m tied with blue twine, both hands and feet, forced to sit on this fake wooden floor. She’s b......

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...UUUUF…the mailman taps on the door, Plop, Plop as the cards drop on the floor roooooommm runs the vacuum cleaner Oh, there’s mighty ringing of the buzzer Come buddies, hey, Jimmy a......

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...Christmas Magic UUUUF…the mailman taps on the door, Plop, Plop as the cards drop on the floor roooooommm runs the vacuum cleaner Oh, there’s mighty ringing of the buzzer Come b......

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