Fly Fishing Vacation Packages
WHAT DO YOU THINK of my poem?
I burp all my might and strength, while scratching my chin Tic Tac minutes gone and shovels Smashity roll in my house to break his will my pride my dignity my overweight cat starts to meow when served vomiting by eating dust and Mold covers my memories such as fishing in the pond of my pet duck attempts to steal the bread, but he is chained to the hair on the top of my head to my boyfriend of Kate called me at 3:00 and tell me shut up and sleep, but says he can not move when vacated bed that you can barely think of my cockerels airliner flying pig was on vacation at the The next day he was sent to me in a thick package of ground bacon is your friend says my mom's kitchen to eat mud pies and dust and when we are lucky we may eat flies and knives and swords are run and hide in my kingdom Nobody can hurt me in my hot box pillow with my blanket and my knife while I'm awake very tired it was all a dream that my hairy feet
Beautiful is love! very funny ..
we found the baby frogs
