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meredee won the race

The race was on, the results could be wonderful or dire Meredee’s dragon was excited enough to breathe fire Her parents shared a pokey family dragon named McFee He was so slow, I doubt he could outrun little Meredee. The contenders soared into the air, and around a big hill. Some of the slower dragons were at the beginning line still. It was a race that made my heart beat triple time. My cousin Meredee won, which was rather sublime.

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