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Bookshelf Brags a Bit

Bookshelf was bragging a little bit Plants love my shelves! End table had a hissy fit. observed by three elves. Why do you brag like this? She angrily said. Irritated because her orchid plant was terribly dead. Bookshelf had a bit of a secret too. Plants that loved him were the ones that do…. Like living in the shadows, no sunlight hue. He did not help End Table, for she was not that nice. She stuck out her drawer tongue, not once, but twice.

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