Tuesday, May 20, 2003

I want to tell you about this person who lives across the alley way. He is pink, just like me. He has a pot belly just like me.
He likes to dance in front of his window. He doesn't see me watching him.
I told Grover about him, but Grover didn't want to watch.
I'm going to see if the dancing person is there again. He's funny.

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