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Grandmas Punky Wig

They could not wait to see what grandma’s newest wig would be. Prepared for almost anything, she was whimsical and full of glee. They began to laugh and point. The youngest one said “whoopee!” She created a sassy and hippy-like wig that was totally punky. My whimsical grandma for sure suits me, said Sammy, only age three.

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