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May 2013
I'm stuck in a ******* box
Wild wolves and a fox
Take their share:
One heart already, two's a pair.
As we ***** and drown,
We hear the iconic sound,
"I'll huff and puff and blow your house down."

Now we roam.
Wild boar, mouths of foam,
We scheme and look and run
Exacting revenge with a smoking gun.
Ann Beaver
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Ann Beaver
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   Timothy, st64, Chris Thomas and Nick Durbin
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