the lastA Story by Donald MeikleIt was written for a contest about a picture. Then I had problems with Evoca
Look lady. Everyone is dead. The cell door is open. We aren't big enough to reach the pedals. There's lots of food available. We just can't do any more without your help. Forget about that lousy tanning bed. Get us out of orbit. It's their own fault.
They said for years it was made of cheese. © 2009 Donald MeikleAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on February 20, 2009 Last Updated on April 5, 2009 AuthorDonald MeikleHalifax, MAAboutLiverpool born,USNavy vet. Enjoying first marriage. three daughters, (two bathrooms) one until they left. (a tree that loves me) Poet thru geneology) Scot Irish. Living in New England more..Writing
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