Thanks to everyone who played this round of Exquisite Corspe: 
Eric (furtummy), darkphuque, Rocco Pizzoferrato (foodpoisoningsf):
Dancing through life
like rose petals in the wind
Only when the breeze is behind you
you have no idea who’s blowing
But the petals drift to an fro,
like softly scented pink snowflakes
they touch my nose
and it’s a hundred dollars I’ll be paid
to sit through this air freshener focus-grouping.
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