Squeakily Poems - Poems about Squeakily

...Creakily and squeakily we meander in, the mice and I. The bats are already there. Gritty cobwebs in my hair. Smelling something foul now. Putrid. The mice turn and run. I hear organ music Pre......

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...Though Nervous... Yours truly, quite dissimilar to a woodlark, nonetheless, this human i(r)onically positively charged to forge covalent bond, hence this stranger axon impulse to generate,......

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