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Scaring the Trolls

two of the happiest most colorful trolls of the hour came by in a wheelbarrow and picked up a flower I watched them and smiled, they were having such fun. one of them fell out and landed smack on his bum. they both thought this was a hoot, and laughed merrily. I ran out and asked if either would like Georgia peach tea. they ran off giggling, but did not answer me at all. my pink zinnias told me it is because I am a monster at five feet tall.

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