Louise held my hand, till me and rach were sitting on wooden benches.
Then alot of questions.
and Cranbrurrrie.
Water.
Flat Poem I
Goodnite Kids sed Mic as she trotted to bed
The bongos are hushed, the baby is dead.
Louise is still hungry, ellie is too...Its too long till breakfast, oh what to do.
Ellie
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