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Where Is Queen Grace
The townsfolk had a vote and decided to banish the haughty queen She was irritated beyond belief, and left quickly, with her ducky green. Green introduced her to a fish tank of African fish, who would let her rule. She was as arrogant as she wanted there, and no townspeople’s fool. An arrogant fish tried to stare her down, got right up into her face. The queen did not flinch, she held her own, this marvel, Queen Grace. The rest of the fish tank watched, barely swirling a rose colored fin. They wondered who was the haughtiest. Who would rule? Who would win? She backed down the aggressive aquarium tank fish one after another. A duck started toward her, but she was held back by her brother. A tiny skeleton laughed at the arrogance of this new leader in town. She was a unique ruler, this queen dressed in blues and in brown. The townspeople looked for her for a bit, but no one looked at the fish. She did not stir the water much, held still when inhabitants gave her a swish. I am right here you idiots, she thought, as the common folk walked by. They never had their eyes open, so why even try?
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