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Mr. Bob
I hate birds sometimes, they can be so mean! I remembered that when I was 5 I found a little worm on the ground outside after it had rained while I was trying to figure out how to get my pet rabbit to move it's @$$! STUBORN BUNNY! Anyway, I was all like " I'm gonna call you Mr. Bob and you will be mine forever and ever!" don't ask I was 5. I picked up Mr. Bob and carried him along with the stubburn @$$ bunny to the backyard.I put Mr. Bob on one of the swings of the swing set and I ran inside to get Mr. Bob a poptart cause I thought he was hungry. I remembered that when I got back I saw the bird in the tree of the neighbors yard swoop down on the swing where Mr. Bob was and flew off with something in it's mouth. At first I was all like " Oh, poor thing. Good thing it wasn't Mr. Bob." So, I went to the swing with the poptart in my hands and I found no Mr. Bob, then I happened to look over at the neighbors tree and I saw that stupid bird feeding my friend Mr. Bob to baby birds! I held a funeral that day. It was sad. crying but I'm ok. biggrin
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