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Young Poop sat on his soft and silky bed.  The bed was a deep crismon red with a shining golden zigzag pattern going through it like a knife.  The young boy sighed softly has he looked out the window beside his bed.  'Father hasn't returned yet' the thought.





A/N my friend and I were feeling dumb so we decided to create this master piece in the car sksksksk on our journey to our "wonderful" prison known as school. Sksksk I'll probably discontinue this story but I'll update when I'm feelin' bored.  Bkgudjdhgjibbkjjjkuifcv

                                       your dearest friend lol,
                                              Harri

Friend's note to y'all-Hewo Fellow Children,just to inform you children out there that  I do not have de greatest  creative mind as my friend.  So toddles, children! OwO
                                 

  -OwO

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