I humbly apologize for the insanity in this fic, it was two o' clock when I wrote it, and so, the hour between 2:00 and 3:00 has been officially has been dubbed Crawford Hour, by my and my cohorts.
I have also attempted to fix it, so it should be a litle more readable, for all you who complained about its dizzying format, which was not my original intention. So tada...
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One day as Omi was roaming on a website made for homing, Ken was doing once again his Zen upon the floor. Ran was up at dawn, trying to suppress a yawn, and sadly, Bradley madly walked down onto Crawford Lane.
Schu this day was feeling blue; stuck in his hair was super glue, what's worse, he couldn't find his shoe. There was just one, he needed two, and that yellow bandana too, and sadly Bradley madly walked down onto Crawford Lane.
Nagi sat home groggy, he was sick and rather foggy, did they really have a doggie, or had his memory gone boggy? His socks were still real soggy, he had tripped upon a loggy; did he really just say loggy? Still sadly, Bradley madly walked down onto Crawford Lane.
Tot never really got to her little happy spot where she was to meet Nagi, not that she had ever thought that he liked her just a lot. And so Tot fought through the parking lot into a knot of traffic. It was hot, Nagi could rot, and Tot was going home, as sadly Bradley madly walked down onto Crawford Lane.
Brad was getting mad, he was a tad miffed at his dad, who dared to name him Brad in the first place. He knew at home he would find a blue Schu, a foggy Nagi, and Farfie was barfing, what was that about? A stack of crack is not a snack! He didn't want to face it yet...and so...sadly, Bradley madly walked down onto Crawford Lane.