Slvrmple72
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My forearms burn, my shoulders ache, I feel the urge, that urge to rake.
I cannot stop from dawn till dusk I would rake till I am raking dust. I love the leaves and the little twigs and maple seedlings ( Whirlygigs). What more can I say that hasn't already been said I will rake every day till the day I am dead.
I cannot stop from dawn till dusk I would rake till I am raking dust. I love the leaves and the little twigs and maple seedlings ( Whirlygigs). What more can I say that hasn't already been said I will rake every day till the day I am dead.