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A Parade-Meisters Worst Nightmare

The trolls were smug because the bug they caught was Cheeky. King of the cockroaches, and exceedingly sneaky. They trussed him up and had a celebration parade. Marched him through Troll-ville and sold Lemonade. Before they reached the end, a child let out a scream. Cheeky’s chair was empty, a Parade-Meister’s worst dream! Cheeky was missing, gone, kaput, and no one knew where that day Except for four of us, as we had helped him sneak away. All was well by morning as the town had caught Loopy, a lightening bug. We did not help this one get away, as we knew he was quite the thug.

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Date: 1/5/2019 4:34:00 AM
A thug named "Loopy"...are you sure it was a lightening bug because I could swear I chased out a stink bug who was named, "Loopy".
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 1/5/2019 9:54:00 AM
This one was a lightning bug; what did you name your stink bug or did you merely execute him in a fly-swatter sort of way?

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