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Spuna (Free verse) by <{Baba^Yaga}>
With the heart of a fish, and the mind of a spoon. Spuna wreaks havoc along the countryside. Scaring beef, amusing poultry, and making farmers scratch their heads. Up ahead, in the distance... Looms a looming metropolis of loomless inhabitants. Spuna, eyes the buildings bare, exposed, heaving sides. And put's on it's apron to advertise. "Spuna" The spread to bet your future on.

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