All year long, the grasshopper kept burying acorns for winter, while the octopus mooched off his girlfriend and watched TV.
No!
You mean it controls your actions?
You weren’t on any mercy mission this time.
Do eiusmod tempor incididunt ut labore et dolore magna aliqua.
The swallow may fly south with the sun, and the house martin or the plover may seek warmer climes in winter, yet these are not strangers to our land.
It’s more like … suicide.
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