there's a badger in my soup & i've no idea why the world's tiniest badger it's the size of a fly it wasn't on the menu i don't know what to do there's a badger in my soup - no, wait now there's 2 ... (author nodes; the plot thickens (again) )
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after you, thanks …
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Mmmmmm….Yummy!
How does the badger taste like in your imagination?
I love this poem. 🙂
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it tastes like a wrongfully oppressed & persecuted mammal. i think haiku give cows tb. they’re all evil 3 lined little bundles of hate. the bastards …
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hahaha!!! I almost thought you’d say persecuted steamed rolled bacon guts. 🙂
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don’t know ‘er…
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Maybe Whitney Houston could don’t know ‘er. hahahaha!!!
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no, wolves came again … 15 / 20
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If a wolf did come…it would not just blink and say; ‘oh! look Martha Stewart is a UFO and we need more toilet paper to floss our teeth. 🙂 hahaha!!!
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i don’t know who that is. we don’t have her in england. she sounds like 45.790 + 34.2 divided by 9 in a strong gale …
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Trust her being in South Dakota would benefit those 65.45 divided and multiply it by 1.000 by the year 8585. 🙂
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they sound like a bunch of calculator boobies to me …
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No, they should sound like a whole bunch of raisin bran trying to peddle their way into the fart gallery Hall of same. 🙂
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