Still smell

Cooked to their doneous, True boiled potatoes, The water vanished like a David Copperfield plane! Today, two tornadoes touched down on Iowa, March thirty-first two twenty-three, Historic, Day started at fifty, and before I was behind the wheel the temperture had zoomed to sixty-six made it all the way to seventy-six, I sold a ScottContinue reading “Still smell”

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