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jazz poem ........ seven
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- Pink's not red
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- Developing head aches
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3 comments:
Great colours here Mick. Really like this
:) adore the colour work
Twas the sad and remorseful tale of Chicken Diddles. The one where they all get their chicken "fingers" wet.
Get it?
I thought you might.
Love,
Diddles
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