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Too Bad the Wizard Didn’t Give Dorothy a Brain – Ashley Pond V

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jane and the poet

she liked to tell stories about drowning fireflies.
he liked to kiss rotting
skulls on the mouth.
only women’s skulls;
    he wasn’t weird
    or anything.
she wasn’t tired enough
so thought, “what’s the
most boring thing
i can think of?”
he put her to sleep.
you see,
she had a vivid imagination.

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