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Old Mother Old Mother Hub BARD Went To Fetch Her Little Dog A BONE. But The CUP- BOARD Was A: BEAR!!! A Huge Prehistoric Essence Of Wild BEAR!!! So No-Habitat *ANGRY* !!! Ate That Fake Little Dog Down To Every Spoiled Bone Bone Bone. Fake Fake Fake Tender Rotten Domestic Non-Endemic Toy! Bad Dog! Mz. Hubbard Had Had Enough - Passed On. BEAR Ate Her Too. Might As Well... No Waste. She Was Old Anyway. FADE. -Gray Squirrel 06-07-2025

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