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In twelve seconds flat
Traffic warden circles...slow
I reach “Hell no” speed
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Pitter-patter, pitter-patter. The rain fell in rhythmic splatters, slowly slowing, but still constant. Mira rolled onto her side pulling the blanket tight against her ears, but still she could hear chitter-chatter and scurrying feet of the creatures that refused to sleep in the lower decks.
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🔺️🧸♤🟡🔸️◾️🟣🔻🟩🔲💠❤¹² WOW > LOVE THIS > HUGS 🔺️🧸♤🟡🔸️◾️🟣🔻🟩🔲💠❤¹²
Once again, I question why Vocal has no Hilarious insight. It's rare that a haiku makes me laugh. ⚡💙Bill⚡
Hahahahahahahaha it's indeed hell no 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
Haha - we have high speed chases here ALL THE TIME‼️