Fern

My icecream falls down with a devastating splat a tear burns my eye

Build

painted red, white, blue spiritedly, I salute american flag

you might look at me and scoff, "she can not compete" heh heh heh... we'll see...

each feather ruffled dancing on the eagle's back swiftly gliding by

in my direction he's looking. oh my goodness! he's looking at me!

time drags sleepily like a lazy, trailing, thread. what is there to do? ... (gosh I wish I knew)

sipped by cherri lips are the sunrays on warm days like a summer drink

The wind whistles loud Filled with melodies of glee Carrying music

Jenga

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1 (at this rate @JazzElectrobass isn't going to let us get above 20 XD )

*ba-ding* Your order is ready! Get it while it's fresh!

optimistic

desolate