poems written on the fly

There’s no place like home

In art, bad haiku, bad poetry, birthday poems, breakfast poems, literature, overweight champions, poem, poetry, seb, snuff poems, tarot poems on 1 March 2008 at 9:59 am

but we sure wish there was

EL SEBBO

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