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Rapid Response Turtle Team, R2T2, is their name, saving is their game! They’re ‘Mary River Turtles’, headquartered in a submarine, but not tame. Forever, on call: a better bunch of blokes, you've never met, is my take. No one ever drowns, or leaves hurt, with them here, in this our Troll Lake. They’re days are full, with Dragon, and the Troll Lake crowd, running a muck. Imagine how, when Dragon barbecues, his fires get out of hand, yea, that sucks! Fire hoses and extinguishers are these blokes’, most favorite playthings of all. They even hand out towels, if you got wet, when the fires are put out, I recall. Not to mention how great they are when Dragon begins to hiccup or sneeze. Or when our penguins trip and fall, like little pinballs, yep, them, they retrieve. But it’s always worth the trouble since; they’ve become family, true and tried! They also teach safety and first aide classes, yes, they’re definitely, certified. Apparently, we ALL are, here at Troll Lake, or so everyone seems to imply. I think I know what they are getting at… And perhaps they are right! Sigh! But the Rapid Response Turtle Team, are the best blokes, on this here earth! As they command the hose, and it throws them all around, we fill with mirth! It’s like riding a bucking bronco to them… but some how… the fires do go out! They even have a medic mobile made from an old kids’ wagon, fully decked out. Anyone, who can bring a submarine into our lake, sight unseen, can do ANYTHING! It’s said: they’re agents sent, to protect Dragon, an endangered species. Honestly! But, I think they’re here, to protect ‘US’ from Dragon’s, daily… dished out travails. The Boo Boo’s he inflicts, are too numerous to count, between his fires and that tail. They came to gain their muse, and be entertained by our daily, free for all, they say. At night they’re guitars DO sing, merrily on, about all our crazy exploits, each day. With pink tinted shells, and green algae Mohawks, they look like a true punk band. And they say the submarine’s yellow, to honor some great and famous rock band. Yes, they are a tad bit strange; but that just makes them fit in, on this, here land. And we couldn't imagine life without them… They truly are… really, great lads!
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