Eggs

Donro39


Dead baby chickens robbed of life....scrambled poached and fried for all to enjoy with morning juice..

  • Authors: Donro39
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  • Finished: July 15th, 2017 23:30
  • Limit: 6 stanzas
  • Invited: Friends (users on his/her list of friends can participate)
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 20


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