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Dear Stinkbug
Dear Stinkbug,
 I feel like we are married.
 We fight, you stink, I tear off one of your little legs, but in the end you fly away with one last little victory.
 Or at least that's what you think.
 In a few days, I will find your body on my floor like always. 
 It was fate that brought us together, but even fate couldn't save you from your own smell.
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