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Once there was a wiener dog named dutch
He always came through in the clutch
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Dutch decided to go for a walk in the woods.
We were off shore when the sea turned rough. Once hovering on the arc of the horizon, the storm clouds began to surge, at ever increasing speed, toward us
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