Innocent Dose Of Supposed Prose!

                                                              An innocent dose ߐͦ ᶠ Supposed PR0SE⁈  👀
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𓀠It was a late afternoon one summer day when my Dad said plainly; " Go outdoors and blow the odor off you." 😓  Personally, I was ashamed and offended. Yet, I refrained from displaying my displeasure. 🙊 When a soft rain filled the air with a refreshing mist, I became a willing subject by going outdoors. 🙆 I danced happily outside, in the splendor of the momentous weather... 🗼🗼⨨⺊㆞💃😈😸😟💣💥💢💀⻗🙅🙈⻗💃💫😲〠㆞⺊⏳⻌⻍⺼⻣⺊*ᑦ‣㆝I am silently praying I didn't set any curse's intø motion...) being I am a virtual ocean of commotion, doing shampooing!... ☔ 🌈 🛀 ៓៓៓ྦ ប𐦆 ば ꕒ ꡎ ਬ ବ៓ 🛀 ៓ 🌂☂☔ 🌈 ... ☀ ☼ ⛅ 🌇 🌄 🌅 🌻  🐡 ᴰʀ𝙔ꜝ ՜ 💱  🔛 Bets On!  💌  👌  👫 I got a plentiful dose of alcohol each day as I grew into a...
𓀠I must base my decision to go outside on the fact that of twenty- two children in my immediate family and have taken a bath, but missing my weekly shower in the three days following, I leaped at the opportunity to come clean. I liked ⻗ the ♭🎶 Come Clean by Puddle of mud and was humming to my ♡😻♡ selection on the 💿; She 👒 hates 🎩 Me. 🙊 My chimp gives ENCOURAGEMENT BANANA'S 🍌🍌🍌 Yes, we have none... ㍘0༳0

𓀠I suppose that in a way I am lucky to have twenty siblings in away. It complicates the bathing/ shower ratio though. As it stands; I can bathe once, and a few days later I can manage a quick shower. I can't be sure the water will be comfortably warm for the shower. 👪👫👫👫👫👫👫👫😆 Still, we do as we must as a family. I'd wait calmly for an hour. Not only for me but we. Entangled lovingly. Seemingly, 'til the death of me, or we? All together now!...

𓀊 So out here, with a bar of soap, Dad handed me on the way out the door ⻗💃 ⻗ toward what God has supplied. I dance one of continuity as if twisting and ringing out the clouds until each of all the drizzle has met its mark... 😲  'Harken!' I thought aloud. I am proud to be cuddly clean again. 😇 💬 'O' Cleanliness is next to Godliness is my message.' I mumble under the radar while thinking aloud, which negates feeling proud. BUT! T៓ many emotions are a crowd. My mind wanders; Not all pigs become footballs. Crunchy Hog Skins are a favorite of mine with beer. 🍶 " One- eight hundred- Get a brain," Spouts my wise-ass Sister, 'Seven of nine.' 🚢 

😀 At only thirteen, I see generational opportunities I could never have imagined but for bearing witness to a wide range of professional persons, each having trained advantageously in every position beginning with the lowest possible paid slot, 💀 though its requirements included specialized training 💁 and referrals preferred. A-Z and anything but easy ye creases 💇 tease, ም༓ꃂ I please... You qualified not only for anything but everything, like a half-hour, scrub a dub... Deciphered foreign languages while you languish 'til, cool water rules your privileged smile to anguished fool still... or dispersed from the work pool, like another of my older brothers... Edward, or Phil, who choose to ignore fire drills, while snoring on booze and sleeping pills. They wouldn't kill their lives if it could give them a thrill. 🙇 💩`

💭 Time has disappeared so fast, 🙅 I'm old now. Too old to last. But I've got photo's to help my fading fragmented memories to flourish like exaggerated prints. 💣 Dents in history grow into a mystery... 💥 A long time has gone. Dogeared photographs are good for laughs, 💢 And as tears too. O' Can I cry on... you? 💫 Not you too. I don't mean to be unkind, but black around your eyes shone lined. It smudges your finger. It's a dead ringer or is it a reflection on a scry... ㆝㆞ No one wants to find you've... 🙈 Fly brothers? why? ⏳ The morning sun inside your Ides today... 😸 Marching cats, falling into flight formation, it's not your denomination... 😈 While I yet exist in a wholesome state of being, I possess this remote viewer through, which I think it's the end I'm seeing. I don't deny I eat grain every day. A gloomy destiny I chase away... from edges turning gray. Goodbye... 💀 I'm going to die. O' Now don't you... starting to cry... Stop now you. Boo- Who? 〠≖⦐

                                          ĊāŤɲǐpꞋɲ😸 ©  *~W.R.SᑥῌᾷΣ𐍆Σჩ   🛀៓+Deodorised bᔾ ☔🌈붑👹😆😅💦


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