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Whoop dee do
By midnights voice
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I no longer open the door when it does knots
Nor do I answer whenever the phone calls out in shots
You can tell me gram how you are done
Which way is up I'll leave unto you
I no where goes the down belying to you
The sinsure is on so they do not shay
They screaming willies by the sighlence they say
Oh whoop dee do like I give a fam
Your all so much more muddy water
Under my Damn .
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Copyright 2018 midnights voice
Published on Sunday, February 11, 2018.
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On Sunday, February 11, 2018, dwells
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wrote:
Alcohol and telephone calls are always a bad mix I'm guessing MV. Enjoyed pondering some of your homophones to imaginative ends here my friend. Cheers! - Dan
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On Sunday, February 11, 2018, midnights voice
(957) wrote:
Thank you Dan for dropping by . I always appreciate your cmoments .
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On Sunday, February 11, 2018, Arwen
(187) wrote:
What funny and punny poem to read! I like it!
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On Sunday, February 11, 2018, midnights voice
(957) wrote:
Thank you all of my fan club for reading .
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