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Office Window Shadorma 5

My bird, she’s
back. She loves me big-
time. Mouth wide
open, starved,
but my window won’t open.
I’m stuck, helpless toad.

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  1. #1 by claudia on July 2, 2011 - 3:15 am

    i know that feeling well…and usually skip lunch in the canteen and go for a walk instead to fly with the birds a bit..

    Reply

    • #2 by Carl on July 2, 2011 - 7:44 am

      Ah, you do know how to live!

      Reply

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