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
I had a dream where I had died, and it was my Funeral. Different people ilined up to pay their last respects, ( here is where things get ...
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