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what’s that in the sky?
Is it an Angel or spy?
It’s bird poop——I cried!
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By Imola Tótha day ago in Fiction
Comments (9)
I laughed so hard I cried. After reading so many sad haiku's - this was a nice change. Nicely Done!!
You had me lost for good from the laughter... Success!
I hope it didn't get in your eye... Well-wrought!
💕Hilarious
Hahahahahahahaha that was hilarious!
Lol. Well done. I got it on the head once. Thankfully I was wearing a hood.
Thanks for the smile and laugh
Brilliant! 😁
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