5.6.07

Cheeky Squeakies

Mother, why did you you kill your son?
"His cheeks made squeaks as they shifted into places to make faces and I couldn't face it."

You could have made him a mask.
"Yes, but a mask couldn't mask the massive cheek squeaks creaking like a hinge for oil."

"So I buried him in the soil so deep that his cheek squeaks couldn't leak into the flowerbed to peek their tiny heads, and begin to squeak exceedingly, and creak repeatingly, killing greenery, and rotting the toil."

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