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« Daily Doodles :: The Games We Play | Main | Dream BIG or Medium, or Small, or Teeny Tiny »
Her mom left.
Then her dad.
And she was sad.
She pretended not to be sad.
And grew fangs instead.
One day, FangGirl met Lion.
Lion was kind and liked to play and have fun.
"Let's play, FangGrrr!" said Lion.
FangGrrr liked being called that.
FangGrrr, that is.
"But Lion, I don't know how to play," said FangGrrr.
To be continued.
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