A racoon under under moon,
A bunny acting funny,
A shark trying to bark,
A hen with a pen,
A pig wearing a fancy wig,
An elephant trying to be relevant,
Sheep driving a Jeep,
A cat with as ass that is flat,
A dog writing his blog,
A deer doing a cheer,
A whale reading his emails,
A beaver petting a golden retriever,
A mouse looking for a spouse,
An ant going on a full rant,
A spider tasting apple cider,
A duck running after a truck,
A snake drinking vanilla shake
Has anyone seen these in real life?
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Diani Alvarenga
“I write to give myself strength. I write to be the characters that I am not. I write to explore all the things I'm afraid of.”
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This whimsical and imaginative collection of animals and their unexpected actions is a delightful journey through creativity and humor. It reminds us of the joy of letting our imagination roam freely! 🐾😄