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The cover never tells the truth, for every story... has papercuts when you've turned the page. Every fable can tell a tale, some sweet as pie, but not all apples are syrupy, some putrefy from the core. For this cover shows her reading, while rabbits playfully play. Not one for ill suspense.. The book was different ways to cook rabbit, she knew they attended this spot. Know your pray, Remember that to be at ease gives them a false sense of passivity. Now when your ready, make your move.. The best practice is to scare, for a moment of uncertainty will make then scatter in directions not uniformed.. With that she slammed the books pages together, startled bunnies ran in all directions... The ground around sewn with steel teeth awaiting gentle steps to snap shut... She stood up proud, that the book was true, not all tales are fairy tales some are truthful. As a few were still squirming, she did an act of kindness, the book heavy as it came down. The family will feed well tonight, she had to wipe off the fur but there were plenty more stories of how to capture and create that fairy tale meal..
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May 1, 2020
May 1, 2020 at 5:32 PM UTC
Not Every Books A Fairy Tale.
The cover never tells the truth, for every story... has papercuts when you've turned the page. Every fable can tell a tale, some sweet as pie, but not all apples are syrupy, some putrefy from the core. For this cover shows her reading, while rabbits playfully play. Not one for ill suspense.. The book was different ways to cook rabbit, she knew they attended this spot. Know your pray, Remember that to be at ease gives them a false sense of passivity. Now when your ready, make your move.. The best practice is to scare, for a moment of uncertainty will make then scatter in directions not uniformed.. With that she slammed the books pages together, startled bunnies ran in all directions... The ground around sewn with steel teeth awaiting gentle steps to snap shut... She stood up proud, that the book was true, not all tales are fairy tales some are truthful. As a few were still squirming, she did an act of kindness, the book heavy as it came down. The family will feed well tonight, she had to wipe off the fur but there were plenty more stories of how to capture and create that fairy tale meal..
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May 1, 2020
May 1, 2020 at 5:32 PM UTC
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