a student-teacher at the guru’s school hired a bugkiller to kill lovebug.
the bugkiller put food pellets all around the school. but lovebug saw him do it, and she knew they were poisoned.
but they smelled so delicious that lovebug convinced herself that one bite wouldn’t hurt.
so she scurried out of her hole for a taste.
but what she didn’t know was that the bugkiller was hiding in wait, and he raised his boot to stomp.
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have you ever killed a bug? then who are you rooting for? you’re rooting for the bugkiller, aren’t you? shame on you.
