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The sun is warm My hands are cold I hope the wind today's blowing from Where you write poems Let me sniff your thoughts That you hide inside your paws So I know how you stand still and How you move along I've made you some scones With peacemaking jokes C'mon help yourself or I'd feed you Mr. Little Slow -- "ppl write some pretty interesting things when they think no one's looking."--<Chicago> -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.cc) ◆ From: 210.54.148.202 ※ 編輯: hahastarr 來自: 210.54.148.202 (12/20 05:20)
dieEule:like! :) 12/20 20:06
spacedunce5:you seem to be caninifying XDD 12/20 20:57
korn31910:Good! 12/21 06:42
hahastarr:D 12/21 11:47