One Monday morning evening on Maple Street when I was riding my new shiny
Bike, a short old house suddenly shot out huge round rocket boosters.
The whole street began to shake, and then I saw big black puffy smoke.
The smoke began to get bigger and bigger, I started to see fire so bright I had to
Wear sun glasses. Then the old house suddenly shot into the sky like a rocket.
Nobody knows what happened to the house and nobody really cares.
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