He’s steaming again, back to his old ways, Right off the wagon after being dry for days. He lurches left and right with a sigh...
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“I’ll call him Bobby,” Lizzie said, Of the creature she discovered sharing her bed. No living thing, irrespective of size, Was allowed any access to...
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“The spiders are stealing my hair,” he moaned, He moaned, “The spiders are stealing my hair.” She patted his hand and kissed his pale cheek....
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