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I'm not ashamed to admit I am an overly romantic Because if I feel, I know I exist,I live, I'm alive! I do not go unnoticed
Hickory, dickory, dock. Three mice ran up the clock. The clock struck one, and down two run, mourning the terrible loss.
The Treehouse Wooden beams support, surround. Ladder, crow's nest, food abounds, Kitchen, rooms, high seas are found. Magic beings to work her charm,
You step out tentatively, unsure, scared, The cold air hitting you straight in the face. Master is behind you, urging you on. “It’s alright, it can’t hurt you.” Push, push, shove.
"Playful, yet serious" I've been called. "Humoristic, yet dedicated" I've been tagged. "Lazy, yet diligent" I've been seen as. "Slacker, yet focused" I've been recognized as.
He loves to come out and play everyday Romping and causing mass disarray Slipping between cars Hiding in cigars Skating on ice Floating on dice