Bo could smell something burning as he woke up. He tried sniffing more to know if he was correct. ‘Aha!’ he said. Minu must have forgotten to turn off the stove, he thought. Minu and Bo, two brown squirrels lived under a big Purple Tree in a big garden opposite of an even bigger palace.…
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Visiting the Ducks | Poetry
A body of water
and a family of ducks.
The Wordcastle 