Sunbeams are not made like me
Don't expect me to cry
For all the reasons you had to die
Don't ever ask your love of me
Don't expect me to cry
Don't expect me to lie
Don't expect me to die for thee "
Alright, here it is, a summer contest. Winner takes all (a prize of the winners choice of either cookies or brownies or something else). Judging by me. Make it a poem or story or picture OR ANYTHING and send it in a note to me or email it or post it and link it or whatever. Over on June 1. More details later. Just reply to this if you're in...



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(well, i'll make Zack do yer contest)
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