The Eye of the Tiger
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When John Key takes over the world and forces every man alive to work, what will Avery and her pet tiger Stripes do?
All of a sudden John Key's face appeared in my mind as his voice was heard on the radio. "Dear my fellow citizens of Auckland. Today I, John Key, declare that everyone must go to work a few days after they turn one. The younger you are the easier the job that you will get will be. You may come to the main street fountain next week to find out which job you have been chosen for. Thank you and have a nice day." My mum turned off the radio as I interpreted the prime minister's words. "I have to go." I said to my mother as I rushed out the door with Stripes on my heels.
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