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*Rain pattered on all roofs And Cattle clattered their hoofs The locals gathered in groups Cocking guns ready to shoot Thinking that probably the brutes Had once again returned to loot*
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Aug 17, 2015
Aug 17, 2015 at 7:58 AM UTC
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*Rain pattered on all roofs And Cattle clattered their hoofs The locals gathered in groups Cocking guns ready to shoot Thinking that probably the brutes Had once again returned to loot*
ignatius-hosiana
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Aug 17, 2015
Aug 17, 2015 at 7:58 AM UTC
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