see itzy bitsy misty see her figure slim and ritsy ...there is an end to this poem...

It has been a year since I ditched the big “/r”. I feel this is community, better by far. While concentrated far more specifically, The heart is centered upon all silly, if i cannot laugh at me, what good am i to humanity

just happy to have seen these several communities emerge no fabled utopia, but better than threads /s

If a chihuahua and great dane, through much effort, can create an offspring, why are human beings so offended by differing externals which are a product of circumstance not choice?