in this world of upsidedown endings
the beaches are littlered with plastic spoons
from idiots who don't throw away their garbage
I was traveliing with Bukowski I think his speeaking is enough but we did manage to raise hell with the plastic forks and spoons
somewhere along the line i lost Bukowski
lost him in plain sight closed my window and traveled off to my next impaired journey
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option 2
A contest entry
- You Choose - No Rules by Dalaney.
1200 points, ended December 6, 2008, 23 entries
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Thank you so very much for your entry.
Just a helpful hint...use a font easier to
read! lol I had to squint
Love, Lane
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