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I See None of Them

The ship in the bottle grew pirates and more. I noticed it one day on my way home from the store. With pointed lances, they made each other walk the plank. I could barely wait to tell my best friend name of Hank. He ran right over to see what I saw on a daily basis now. I see none of them, he stated, watching the brow. Are you serious? I yelped as one stuck me in the eye. With a lance that he had hand carved. What a mean guy!

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