Jem appears next to me as I'm fixing my hair and eloquently states the following, her first paragraph.
My lip stuff is broken! It's on my floor. It's on my hands. It's all gone! I need some more.
I'm so proud.
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2009.01.21
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There is some rhyming in there as well. Very cool, JEM!
Posted by: von Krankipantzen | 2009.01.21 at 04:24 PM