I protect the bridge you see
Not a person gets past me
I eat them if they try
Or knock them over the side
How brave are you
Will you become my lunch to
"BURP" sorry about that, excuse me
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
there was a little cat of the furry sort and he used to dream he was an astronaut climbing in his rocket heading to the stars landing down...
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