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A Tiger No Worse

She reposed in the greenest shadows, her ankles fat Flexing her well-trained muscles like an enormous cat We felt ourselves being watched but did not know It was spring elf woman, until her eyes began to grow A tiger! A puma! A lion! We were guessing like mad. If it had been one of them we would have been rather glad. Spring elf woman has a reputation of being incredibly mean. So far things were okay, because she has remained quite unseen.

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