You know what he sang that day?
He said, You are my sunshine....
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Silly goosewilly things that make days turn into osmotic nights and vice versa. For most part, this is balderdash that only makes sense to me. May those of you who tread past and understand not a thing, rest in peace.
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Wow! Do you always draw so well? :)
Loved the words... If you wrote them, then you're gifted. If not, forgive me for being an ignoramus. :-)
Also, loved the knuckles. :-)
Death ~I love to draw...
Heretic ~ Thank you. Yes, I wroe those things. The words aren't very legible but for some reason I didn't feel like cropping them out...
...I like the knuckles too.
:)
I have to confess getting a stiff neck cause of having to read at an awkward angle... but anticipation was always better than reality for me..*mostly*...hee.heee...
nice one lucy
cheers
z
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