GRAPES
It all started with a grape. One. Single. Grape.
The Initial Perpetrator.
Bedtime Story
Once there was a very cute little girl. She professed to look cuter than Mr. Cute Sheep.
Mr. Sheep Wasn't Too Happy About This. Assasination Attempt One. There can only be one fairest of them all.
"Ok Mr. Sheep, I admit you're cuter than I am. Spare me!"
shake hands and make up (no kissing ok, this is a family show).
When the world seems so isolated.
Grapes Grapes Grapes.
Tell me where you want me to go.
Lead me, I'll follow.
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