Blueberries
You said you're going to the shops
It's not the first time
A common excuse
Do you want anything?
You ask
Blueberries
An hour later
That was obviously spent at the pub
You come back
With no blueberries
But an alcohol scent
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Author:
Toby (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
Well you have to get courage to buy blueberries.
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