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A rhino! The horns, the big stomping feet,

the armour on both of its flanks!

Billy would never chase me again.

It would be my own personal tank.


But... what if Billy raises his temper

and Rhino goes on the rampage?

Crash bang boom! The teacups! The plates!

Now I’m grounded ‘til I’m gran’s age.