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Tuesday, November 22, 2022

DEAR CAMP THREE (I'M LIP SMACKING GOOD)

I went to deer camp, and a cougar was there,
She ripped out my throat, and there was blood in the air,
I could not utter a word,
And, the last thing I heard,
Were kitty cougar smacking lips at the lair.

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