Tales from The Ming

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THE POWER OF PARKS

To exscape the tiresomness of busy streets and exhausting traffic the park is a good place to unwind. A small piece of tranquil countryside. Apart from the brat kids it is wounderful.

Dogs rule the parks. They are found everywhere amongst the trees and hedge rows. Their activitys are orsome. They sniff each others butts, shit and if your lucky they will fuck infront of you. For a few pence they will bite a baby. As we all know dogs like to dig holes. Why? to burry childrens skulls. In the park there are many treasures. Bleeched white skulls of the young and tender. Rejoice.

But there are other live stock apart from dsogs and their belching guts. Ducks. Ducks like to fuck. They dont mind if you watch. They love it. Each quack is a cry of exctasy as the male roots the female with force. Then eggs are born. The little chicks chirp gayly and cant wait to grow up so they too can have sexual intercorse.

Then there is the green grass. At night when the moon is full and the trees are black spidery shadows against the sky scorpions come out from under the earth. They have a quick bath in the lake then run around and perform gymnastics. They would like to see the earth have a nuclear war so they could rule the planet. For they can with stand mighty heat and would be the only creatures that could servive such a catastrophy.

So there you have it. The park is a wounderous place. Free from stress. Teaming with natural activity. Free entertainment. And ice creams that melt in the sun.

SEXTON MING

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