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Knocking him down, Bumping his crown. |
| She pauses a moment, viewing her prey, wondering what he would look like with apples on a tray. |
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Knocking him down, Bumping his crown. |
| She pauses a moment, viewing her prey, wondering what he would look like with apples on a tray. |
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by Jeff Anderson
jeff@jeffanderson.com