EVERY EARLY LIGHTS!!

Every early lights, durin' the springs, the singin' flyers wake me ups. I can't get aways from it. Light in, light out. Every light. Dads says that's the way peeps used to get ups long agos in a galaxy fars fars away. And he says that's the onlys way it should be.



Well, maybes he's right. After the flyers sing, ∆≈ gets up and rubs my bellys. Hmm... what mores could I bark for.

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