I shall move to Pelican Key where I will only eat shrimp until I, too, turn pink like a flamingo.
Luvgood Carp, Editor-in-Chief
Snow Bird
Pungent Sound Journal of Pulp Poetry
Poetry and Commentary that Smells
Pungent Sound Journal of Pulp Poetry
Poetry and Commentary that Smells
I shall move to Pelican Key where I will only eat shrimp until I, too, turn pink like a flamingo.
Luvgood Carp, Editor-in-Chief
Poetry, Plays, Prose and Song by Ana Daksina
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Pungent Sound Journal of Pulp Poetry 
Good luck with that! If I’d move to Pelican Key, I’d turn pink from the sun.
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Haha. That’s likely to happen too.
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Sounds so good to me about now!
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Brilliant!
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Thanks very much.
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You’re so welcome!
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