Dec 172023
| You grasp my handle and give me a push. I rotate and roll, doing my job. You put pressure on me, and I cause division. Then you enjoy the fruits of my labor, while I lie, cast aside, feeling cheesy and red of face. |
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| You grasp my handle and give me a push. I rotate and roll, doing my job. You put pressure on me, and I cause division. Then you enjoy the fruits of my labor, while I lie, cast aside, feeling cheesy and red of face. |
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