I found her,

Left her I thought, Upon some books, Dug through the pile not once but thrice, No,no,no I cried where are you! Cats are always smarty pants, I ask the cats they looked from one to another, I feel they think ‘Search me!” I would you know, Iowa is over run with the flying demons, ThenContinue reading “I found her,”

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