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Around a corner
Sit down in Dad’s chair with him
Wait, whose lap is this?
About the Creator
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Hahahahahha omgggg this is sooooo embarrassing!
Haha. Oops.
Beautiful! Thank you for the laugh. 😂
Great Haiku!😂😂😂