As I sit or hover on the bog, I shout "Fetch!" and drop a log. The water ripples with the load, Eventually the log tip showed. I place a flag on the end Quoting "Here lies the remains of an old friend" Camcorder catches my creative log Scat fetish movie,Derek dressed as the dog My eyes have tears as I pull the chain But as it's on film-We'll see it again.
Reason for writing:
The death of Her Majesty The Queen Mother
Birth sign: Aquarius
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