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Found beltless, hatless, and beardless in the bin at the supermarket. He begged to come home with me. Would have held out his arms to me, if he'd had any.
For Clytie; look for the heart, where it's supposed to be.
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Tuesday, December 27, 2011
His heart's in the right place
'Tis the season to be wacky ...
Found beltless, hatless, and beardless in the bin at the supermarket. He begged to come home with me. Would have held out his arms to me, if he'd had any.
For Clytie; look for the heart, where it's supposed to be.
Found beltless, hatless, and beardless in the bin at the supermarket. He begged to come home with me. Would have held out his arms to me, if he'd had any.
For Clytie; look for the heart, where it's supposed to be.
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