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Wrestling of the Playful Dogs

Bingo and Jack,the playful dogs. Not minding the earthly bogs, jump and joyfully bite each other at any site. Then Bingo consciously fall and the other call. Jack took victory "I have made history by defeating you and given you blue". Soon an unsounding whistle sound. Their strength,they again found. Sooner or later Jack lie like one sleeping with an open eye. Then the first climbed ontop. The game came into stop, when the final whistle sound like trum'. The fans hullaboloo with drum. The whistle was blew by a referee_ghost while the first,Bingo boast "I have won you are now my con". They both chorus"we are champions, we are not self like scorpions. Then the two heads departed in a happy hearted.

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