Hands off.
Wash those digits.
Don’t touch that!
Where’s the soap?
Hand sanitizer to the rescue!
Oh no the wipes are all gone.
No wonder my hands crack when I use them
They are reflection of my tumultuous mind!
Hands off.
Wash those digits.
Don’t touch that!
Where’s the soap?
Hand sanitizer to the rescue!
Oh no the wipes are all gone.
No wonder my hands crack when I use them
They are reflection of my tumultuous mind!
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