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Bring me a Dunkaroo

Out my mouth big chunk.

I won't clean it up. Chunk again.

On the wall, at the wall, in the wall.

Saw my dad.

I told him not to eat the Dunkaroo.

Or else he would be chunking too.

Ok.

We couldn't bear to be in the chunky dunk sea.

We left our house.

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Published: Aug 16, 2011
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