

Dear Mr Edd part 1Dear Mr. Edd My apatite is dead The only thing I eat Is old moldy bread Theres a pain in my head And my chest feels Like lead All day long I lie in the bed And talk to my dog,Old Mr Fred. And Oh!Mr. Edd I'm afraid my friend Ted, well I think he's quite dead,you see he lives in my shed, And sometimes makes me things with red thread. I'm starting to dread whats happened to Ted. Did he say he'd come back....is that what he said?Dear Mr Edd part 1
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when you seek a colorist your [link] on the right place
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There is no dark side of the moon really. Matter of fact it's all dark.
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There is no dark side of the moon really. Matter of fact it's all dark.
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There is no dark side of the moon really. Matter of fact it's all dark.
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There is no dark side of the moon really. Matter of fact it's all dark.
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They break when they hit the atmosphere
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There is no dark side of the moon really. Matter of fact it's all dark.
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wow! look! i wrote something!_eINK
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wow! look! i wrote something!_eINK
*glomp*
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There is no dark side of the moon really. Matter of fact it's all dark.
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