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We hate AI.

NON-FICTION

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Cat Behaviour Basics

Cats are an ancient friend to us. Friends? Technically, they are friends.

non-fiction

A Brief Summary of The Mystery of Beaver Dams

If you were to trek through most parts of the American Southwest, you’d be quite likely to run into the North American beaver.

non-fiction

Sadness Midnight Rumble

When you are depressed you recall strange events.

SHORT STORIES

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Freddy the Frog

“It’s important to be strong”, cried the Elder Frog at the Weekly Frog Council Meet. He was wise and old. And strong - he was strong. “A strong frog can catch many flies with a single tongue-flick. Yes. He may even swing from branch to branch - all with ease.”

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Bean Story

Biff was a bean. Yes, a bean. He was green, and small and quite a talker. He would often talk and talk until his bean-sides hurt. Biff spent most of his day with his friend - Bob.

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Court

I have lived my entire life with the energy of a man that is rushing to his next meeting, yet I can’t remember if I’ve ever gotten anything done.

POEMS

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Timmy The Turtle

Timmy the turtle was a hardworking guy, He’d work all day, then he’d say “I tried”,

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The Angel

Timmy lay in bed awake,

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Sleepy Song

Little Linda Brown was ten,

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Good

Goodness me and goodness you,

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August

As Winter grips upon its prey

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Stuck On A Spaceship In A Time Of War

You and I are stuck on a spaceship in a time of war. The console beeps out messages and signals to entertain itself, As you and I look out to the stars one last time. “I knew space was black, but this black?” you had said to me

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True-To-You

What a wonderful you, you are.

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You Suck Sometimes

You suck sometimes, yes, sometimes really you do,

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Angry Owl

There was a little baby owl,

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Sinusoidal - A Circadian Relationship Redeemed

Oh,

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Safe

If all the stars could shine for you, For just a night, if it was true, If they shined in morse they’d tell you so,

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Bulb

AS a dying bulb I hope I don’t flicker,

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