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ROAR


The tingling of brush stokes excited her mind

as she wriggled her bottom and jiggled her legs.

A queue of eyes awaited the final flick of face paint.

Delighted, she pounced like a Tiger cub from her seat.

Starring wide eyed at a everyone, she let out an enormous ROAR.


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