He can be good and very nice. As silent as a sneaky mice. Just pour some sugar in his tea. sweet and fine he will be. sometimes he feels like a silly bore. what ever he says i just agnore. He rolls in mud and play with sand. crying over a simple rand. He gets joyful all day long. when he repeatedly hears his favorite song. At times it's worse when he is seen. Doing something terribly mean. But i know that is how he is. so i have pleasantly except and live in. peace. By:laverno Bosman.
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