Here I am again,
building a wall with lots of bricks. I’m here building it with my best friend,
Granny Smith. This is torture! All I wish for in my life is a bright yellow
top, not building a wall! Well, at least I am here with my friend, not my foe.
After we
finished building the horror, something destroyed the brick wall. It was worse
than horror, worse than torture. A, gorilla?!
Right after the
incident, Granny Smith told me how fast she was running. All I saw was her
trembling on the stones. But, anyway, the gorilla was wearing MY pretty top.
How, fascinating???
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