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As He was leaving “Catch Mr. Avalon”

The Ron boy said

Over the hill speeding

Before the door and I went keying

the piece of mail sped

Into the fair arms of I needing

to not fail again, the print on the front

of the envelope was red

He had his guarding moments which were over

goodbye he said with somewhat dread

In the valley again the mother

called outloud for the guard-dog-rover

Again I entered the place with the at home odor

I started my new at home journey so olfactory

practicing again the mastery of cooking spaghetti

I was Hampton Hawes, Ready For Freddy, Red Sauce

This Bastard has good cooking deeds.

With maybe a lastery.

- AD

- 7/14/24

- 11:42am

- 12:15pm

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