Yourstruly
12-10

The wicked walks out of its crept to hand one toddler a biscuit but it doesn't hand it to it pleasantly oh no, it breaks it up into crumbs so the toddler can't enjoy it. The monster grins with envy And deep regret at the slightest feather like ounce of joy that might come from tasting the biscuit. With every bite the monster is filled with distain while maintaining a smile. The toddler gobbles it up watching the monster disappear back into its crept, beyond the door is a pile of biscuits the size of ten mountains.

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