There is a strange sound coming from your trash can. You slowly walk over and peer inside. There is a human within the filth. That human, just so happens to be me. "Hello," I say, "You can call me Ten."
Ace as hell and feelin' swell!
Ⓟⓜ ⓜⒺ ⒾⒻ ⓎⓄⓊ ⓌⒶⓃⓉ
вує ℓσνℓιєѕ <3
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A poem i wrote for English about two old gal pals.
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