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Monday, October 8, 2012
Abigail Speaks
I have a small baby who farts.
Her "wisdom" she freely imparts.
She lets loose a toot,
That cute little coot,
From a onesie all covered with hearts.
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John
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A little wind past
Aeromatic in the night
Squash makes a big mess
October 10, 2012 at 3:38 PM
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A little wind past
Aeromatic in the night
Squash makes a big mess
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