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My sister and I standing like bowling pins at the edge of a
Big

Brown



Deck.
Here comes the black bowling ball spinning like a
Gray

Destructive



Tornado
Knocking down every thing that stands in its path. It strikes us. We go flying like a
Giant

Red



Frisbee
Then it comes and licks us.





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