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The prompt was "Pique", to include the words - broccoli, goat, salt and emerald; it was also to be of forty syllables. I had a bit of trouble with the syllables because I'm English and I talk different to you.
They hate broccoli, would rather eat salt-ed goat or monkey brains. Emerald eyes plead mercy, but Mother has none. "Want pudding? Eat your greens." With wounded pride they soon tuck in.
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