Second Time Around

People just walked past it and went around it as though it had always been there.

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Turning Things Around

Turning things around by: bing the binturong the wolf was on the hunt for his next conquest. the well-dressed yet burly black wolf prowled around the hunting grounds, competing with other well-dressed beasts.

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Nosing Around the Forest

Sitting around, still as death, waiting with the slim hope that their prey would just happen to wander by, that they'd caught a whiff of whatever pheromone or bait that had been left for them.

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What Goes Around

The smell passed as she glanced around and she shrugged before walking under the huge rotting beams of the pier. the sounds from the crowds dimmed as she lay her bag on the beach.

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Once Around the Park

_ as the mouse sealed his lips around frosty's feet and arms, a distinctly-shaped bulge slid down his white neck.

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6.1 - Mousing Around

Pinny walked around the table to kiss the porcupine's cheek and whispered, "i'll bring your things tomorrow." then turned around and tucked her arm under mr hiller's, "would you walk me out?"

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Aran Comes Around

He dug around in the tin can of pencils, settling with a yellow color. the wolf chuckled at the irony. eventually, jennifer returned to tell her little ones it was dinner time.

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Feelings around the world

So one day i'm going to, and how i have no clue, to travel around half the world, just to be with you. with this poem i've tried to word, and i guess you can relate, the amount of love i feel for you, written by your loving mate.

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What Goes Around

The lion twisted darren around, turning him onto his backside. strong arms clamped around his legs, holding the backs of the tiger's thighs to the lion's lower belly.

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To much playing around...

He pushes away from the mouse, feeling his sheath twitching as he glances around. the mouse smirks and points to a door. "downstairs... then."

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A Little Messing Around

I groaned as i felt his paw touch mine, wrapping around the flesh and stroking a bit. "you gotta move your hand, dude, or i'm not gonna get anything outta this."

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