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Red Panda Dressed As Robin Hood

Who made red panda Robin Hood? My cousin asked. No idea, but go along with it if you can, I replied. His hat is feathered, and he is amply flasked. And he is walking the path, now coming inside. Hello fair Robin Hood, my cousin said quickly. His words turned upbeat lickety-split-ly. I laughed at my cousin, who is afraid of this creature. But invites him to stay over to watch a double feature. Why did you do that? I whisper as Robin robs us. It is irritating to me, as he steals my parakeet, Gus. I was terrified, my cousin says, I did not know what to say. That is no big deal for my cousin, actually, a typical day.

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