As they dashed off, a glimmer of stripes could be seen, A old guy with a scratch on his face said "there is that wild striped black and white animal" As he glanced at the animal with his eye's half way closed the horses galloped away with they manes glowing in the wind, The zebra was frightened so he ran of like a hunger cheetah getting food, he was gone in a flash, the old man said 'dang we will get him next time"
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