Jerry
By pepsoid
Fri, 24 Mar 2006
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The mouse ran. It was cornered by the cat. It looked frantically around, trying to find something with which to devise a cunning trap. Nothing. 'It's not meant to end like this,' were the last thoughts of the mouse, as the jaws of the cat clamped around its fragile body.
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