





by David D.
Texas, KEDT
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One day there was a pilgrim boy named David. He was going to go hunting. He was bouncing off the walls with happiness. His dad was going with him to make sure he didn´t shoot a window or a person. They saw some baby turkeys. Dad told David, "Shoot the turkeys or I will never take you hunting again." But if I shoot the father or mother turkey, their
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