There once was a fellow named steve. he had a huge head. he was nine years old and green. he had stick-up hair and bulging eyes. he didnt really look too creepy, but he looked a bit like a chihuahua. no no, pudgier than a chihuahua. big cheeks, slender neck, tiny bony shoulders with a rootbeer belly. chicken thin legs
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You're a great writer.
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another rock was thrown and they stopped. well, horace stopped and steve stopped shortly after.
horace whipped around and turned to sam and arthur and dakota. he pointed a finger and walked to them.
an inch from their face, he stopped.
"hey!"
he was panting. heaving chest, bobbing head, shaky fingers.
"duck you."
his eyes only left sam to turn around and walk away with steve.
other than that, brilliant.
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