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There once was a duck that had a family of ducklings at a pond in some woods. It was such a beautiful and serene sight watching the tranquil motions of those ducks swimming in the calm blue waters under a blue sky as birds sang and brought the wilderness to life. So one day I took my .22 rifle and shot the duck and his family. I cooked them for dinner. Yummy yummy they were so good, I tell ya what. I have no regrets.
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