Thursday, June 5, 2008
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The Sea Anemone is one deadly herb in the ocean. Creatures that come into contact with one usually begin to feel extreme displeasure. There is one fish however that is a friend to the herb and he is known as the Clown Fish. This fish can swim freely among the various tentacles with no problems because the Clown Fish keeps those tentacles clean. If I was a Clown Fish I would find a way to sell the Anemonie after I bread her and sold her babies. I will never be a tentacle polisher. But hey, if I was a fish, how would I know any different?
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