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Infinite Monkeys. Infinite Typewriters.
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Ha! The fertility of imagination :] I was intrigued by the interplay between 'my father', 'Mother', and 'her husband' - and I enjoyed the irony implied in the concluding lines (no shell = no colour). Anyway, what I admired particularly about this was, well, the whole thing. (Perhaps it was 'fawn' *obsequious giggle*)
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