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awkward memories of the innocent curiosities of my childhood
Contributed by
poeticjestix
on
Thursday, 12th May 2011 @ 11:20:42 AM in AEST
Topic:
limericks
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A creepy creaky almost weepy wood
was where we all went when up to no good
discoveries were made
false rules they were obeyed
growing up, thoughts hidden, understood.
Copyright ©
poeticjestix
... [
2011-05-12 11:20:42] (Date/Time posted on
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