with own eyesin the backyardwhile eating some pies.Marilyn Pickardthought “Goddamn!”and wagged her gray head.She ran into the houseand hid under the bed.

with own eyes
in the backyard
while eating some pies.

Marilyn Pickard
thought “Goddamn!”
and wagged her gray head.
She ran into the house
and hid under the bed.

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