Transcript of the musings of the little voice inside Mary Forrest's head.
Secret Pop
Sep 6, 2002
The Longest Day
I am taxed to the point of breaking. It has been a long, industrious day with many good things in it and many things else. I wish I was made of butter and jam. That way I could lick my arm and have a pleasant taste in my mouth.
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