In Africa, there is an undiscovered [discovered only by me, Professor Hari Parasu] species of creature, called a rockosaur. They are small tiny tyrannosaurs made of rock. I will tell you a tale about one of these little-known creatures. This is the story:
One day a rockosaur, named Harry, scurried down out of the long grass and ran down a small ridge. His current location was in the midst of a series of meerkat tunnel entrances. He chose one and hopped in. Harry then scampered past a drowsy meerkat and zipped and zigzagged through the tunnels. He ended up somewhere at the west end of the labyrinth of tunnels and passages. Harry clambered up a tunnel, up further, and on until he bulleted upwards altogether. When he got out of the tunnels, he scrambled here and there, chasing other rockosaurs until a meerkat barked a warning.Then it charged toward Harry. Harry bolted, and scampered up the ridge and disappeared into the grass.
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