Dear Sheldon's Apple Crumble,
You're so sweet, and warm.
And even though you fall apart at my fingertips,
I pick you back up,
And there's no need to worry,
Because you will be put back together in the end,
As poop in my toilet.
Love,
Sarah
Monday, March 2, 2009
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*starts slow clap*
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I lolled.
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