Determination
The grass is green the road is black, the opossum was fast until splat..the grass is green and the road is black, the rabbit was quick made it across and back,rabbit being arrogant as always stood over a tiny mouse and spat," your turn now lil rat", ..The little mouse just smiled and grinned "ok", he muttered as he stood and watched car after car after car passed ..day come night passed, he stood and waited and when it was cold and the air was dead he dragged the heaviest cactus he could find ..laid it and several others all the way across the road...when morning came every creature was in ah of what a tiny mouse had accomplished and followed all as 1 that tired little mouse to the greener side
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