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A squirrel named Bree loved honey so much she wore it as fashion. She plopped a honeycomb right on her head~ a golden, gooey crown. Bees buzzed around like tiny paparazzi, snapping sweet selfies. And Bree just grinned, sticky and proud, the queen of honey hats.
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