Will your children drink when the supply
of plastic bottles runs dry
and floats in a dead sea,
devolved from you, me
and the idea of private property?

homestead poetry and recipes
Will your children drink when the supply
of plastic bottles runs dry
and floats in a dead sea,
devolved from you, me
and the idea of private property?
they call it a Snapping Turtle Paddle Battle for the Biggest Babe Blowing Bubbles at the Bottom.
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