Sally, There and TheirKristin Kelly
Beddy Bye, says some mom, stuffing her hand in the dim sum. Behind blurt Betties, What a dumb shop. I have in me, left, no human. All the glass and heft of happy’s hour make Betties shook and broke and say, What a dumb sum of hims. Here stop the feminines of Betty. Off with the bonnet, baroque petties. Dan’s lint-brush she pockets, though. We keep that hush-hush.
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