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Falling for her Nemesis

So hungry, famished, eager to feed Strapped on a bag with bunches of seed, ate like a pig meals so big chomped so hard her gums began to bleed Her nemesis came to the garden to weed Watched her devour that bucket of seed thought she was cute taught her to shoot She was skinny though, the size of a reed He fed her up with bread that you knead She was excited about him now indeed He was a baker Crescent roll maker They got married - Mr. and Mrs. Tee-heed.

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