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This discarded beauty is on a table on Main St. $1.

This discarded beauty is on a table on Main St. $1.

Hey, hey, oh playmate,
Come out and play with me.
You’ll bring your dollies three,
Climb up my apple tree.
Cry down my rain barrel,
Slide down my cellar door.
And we’ll be jolly friends
Forever more.

Hey, hey, oh playmate,
Come out and play with me.
You’ll bring your dollies three,
Climb up my apple tree.
Cry down my rain barrel,
Slide down my cellar door.
And we’ll be jolly friends
Forever more.

A post from eight years ago is showing up on the front page of my actual blog (westwhim.com). I didn’t reblog it and it doesn’t show up in the archive view. That’s weird, right?

A post from eight years ago is showing up on the front page of my actual blog (westwhim.com). I didn’t reblog it and it doesn’t show up in the archive view. That’s weird, right?