They went for a walk in the park.
It was wet, and incredibly dark.
They fell down a well,
and were found when the smell
became gas and was lit by a spark!
They went for a walk in the park.
It was wet, and incredibly dark.
They fell down a well,
and were found when the smell
became gas and was lit by a spark!
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Good one! What a way to go 🙂
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Nice one, dark with a hint of light from the spark.
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Thank you. Unfortunately the gas was formed from their rotting corpses!!!!!
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Dark humour…my favourite type! 🙂 What in the world possessed them to go out for a walk in the park when it was wet and incredibly dark??
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Wooahh, that was really dark! And I love it!
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