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Sunday, November 21, 2010
Kate wrote me a haiku
and I liked it:
spritely musician
red lips and knitting needles
pour me some tea, please.
I love you, Kate.
My wonderful roommate.
Kate-o potato,
The lady so great-o.
Kate and Brookie and the Homecoming Parade.
Love, oreo milkshakes, and groller bears,
B
anana
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Brooklynn Johnson
July 2, 2011 at 2:49 PM
Sometimes I always have crooked arms
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