Mister Smee is in the box!
Mister Smitty likes to get hisself all up inside boxes (when, in the course of porch events, they occur)
“Mister, to state the obvious, it’s like the womb!”
Return to paradise. Return to forever. Paradise now. Jump here for eternity. If I could hold time in a bottle…
“Mister, it’s like packaged purring!”
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