Do you own the city able to run, somewhere in the open range, the town was turning grayish color. high technologic geniuses, doctor groovy, who've and love science beneath his own intelligent sleeves left and right, he adores to make something out to the ordinary future, he have a brain-smart happily smile, inventing inch by inch from scratch, the young man who thinkable eye on things under his own wings of gadget of time machine, he Amit the truest elevator invention to keep up the world to be a lot better, some sweetheart came and walked by, to give him a mastermind wink, and blow him a winded kiss too, Dr. Groovy said to her, come here really close, she walk really closer most immediate to him, he asked her kindly and gentle, may I kiss you on the lip to lip, she actually grab his lap coat, and she said to, Dr. Groovy, she loved to ask, what is your first name, before you started kissing me, my name is, Jerry, Dr. Jerry Groovy, she said to him, Wow, he admit to kiss at the lap work, he'd said to her, Mmm, Mmm, until then, the next three years later, got married, and live forever and ever
Written by
Michael James Brindley
9-8-22
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