Once upon a time there was a pink giraffe and it was minding its own business and singing old town road. i'm gonna to take my horse to the old town i'm gonna ride to i cant no more i got the horses in the back. and so on on and on the pink giraffe was singing old town and then a dusty storm was coming oh no she. cried i don't know what to do um um um i am running out of time i am going to just stand hear and the dirt. and the rocks wore flinging.
Thursday, February 20, 2020
Ella-100wc- week#21
Once upon a time there was a pink giraffe and it was minding its own business and singing old town road. i'm gonna to take my horse to the old town i'm gonna ride to i cant no more i got the horses in the back. and so on on and on the pink giraffe was singing old town and then a dusty storm was coming oh no she. cried i don't know what to do um um um i am running out of time i am going to just stand hear and the dirt. and the rocks wore flinging.
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