She Laughed And Laughed And Laughed To Death Comments

When I chattered a nineteen to the dozen about each of my child's astoundingly spell-binding brainwaves; she laughed at me as loudly as the clouds thunderously colliding in the sky,

When I snored like a dinosaur the entire sunlit day and inexhaustibly fantasized with my eyes wide open in the night; she laughed at me as loudly as the roaring waves clashing against the cold-blooded demonic rocks,
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