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Owl Serenade

It was the driest season in years the animals were running out of food they gathered around their withering watering hole looking up at the night sky hungrily wondering what the stars tasted like so they made a plan to reach them. The giraffe would be at the bottom the ostrich was next the baboon then climbed up the yellow ladder neck next would be a mongoose-then mouse then a dung beetle-and finally a fire ant. Everything was going as planned until, the giraffe lost control of his balancing act they all scumbled into the watering hole the crocs waiting patiently in toothy rows that night they dined merrily at the water lily buffet in the reflection of stars and owl serenade.

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