Late at night, in the dark, I heard a haunting squeak, squeak, squeak. Surely it must be an apparition from beyond. Flashlight in hand, I I was nearly swallowed by the darkness of the kids room. SQUEAK! YIPERS! Twas no spirit, just the little ones crammed under the Wonder Horse. Every little twitch sent the plastic equine into a fit of screeching springs. Phew, that was a close one.
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