The 127th chicken that Turtle counted on this particular day turned out to be a bird of many words.
Unlike the others, it chatted on and on and on about almost nothing.
Unlike the others, it chatted on and on and on about almost nothing.
The only glimmer of pleasing prose that left the chicken's beak was a fleeting and altogether confusing drop of the words
"I am Batman".
At least that explains the outfit, thought Turtle.
thank you for listening and updating your blog i'm looking forward to reading more!!!
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