Roaring Twenties

Prohibition Era Poem

By Seashell Harpspring Published 3 years ago • 1 min read

Alcohol is banned

No passwords only paper

The twenties roar on

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Seashell Harpspring

Warner Bros and Disney 💕

Cat lover 🐱

Love fancy chocolate 🍫

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