I knew a girl called Felicity
Who turned left with great difficulty
I asked why was that
But she called me a prat
And set off right at velocity
poem by my Imaginary friend
I knew a girl called Felicity
Who turned left with great difficulty
I asked why was that
But she called me a prat
And set off right at velocity
poem by my Imaginary friend
Tell Me About It 
If she reversed would she be able to turn right? You’ve given me a lot to think about.
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LOL
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I like that poem!
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Which photo? I posted one today..
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My profile shot is the same!
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Me? No,no!
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