Quoting Alice.

He invited me to stay awhile,
dusted off his table.
With gleaming scales and sweeping tail
he bid me, quite eagerly sincere
to stay a while for dinner.
As one eyelid tracked me,
I curtsied and tried to recall the poem,
” How doth the little crocodile,
improve his shining tail..”
But his tracking eye did make me feel,
somewhat less than hungry.

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I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog. I refer to my favorite person as TMW5T Why? because if he had 6 I'd call him TMW6T, duh!!

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