There's a ghost called coast the host.
The light flicker's on and off, as the picker picks biscuits
picker starts to brick it, and sticks the biscuits back.
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hmmm....i'm confused here. I'm gonna say this is a poem about random stuff and then i'm gunna laugh a how baffled I am lol! Thank you posting this Original piece. For some reason me not understanding it makes it that more interesting.....how strange hahah
Izzey Strange
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hmmm....i'm confused here. I'm gonna say this is a poem about random stuff and then i'm gunna laugh a how baffled I am lol! Thank you posting this Original piece. For some reason me not understanding it makes it that more interesting.....how strange hahah Izzey Strange