Dear Geonat

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Using the same website I also generated this:

Warden Geonat looked at the giant newspaper in his hands and felt angry.

He walked over to the window and reflected on his Clean surroundings. He had always loved Nice MCP with its pongy, pong plots. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel angry.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Owner Silas. Owner was a down to earth monster with tall legs and ugly arms.

Warden gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a violent, wild, milk drinker with scrawny legs and charming arms. His friends saw him as a grated, grieving god. Once, he had even brought a combative masterovie back from the brink of death.

But not even a violent person who had once brought a combative masterovie back from the brink of death, was prepared for what Owner had in store today.

The rain hammered like running toads, making Warden lonely.

As Warden stepped outside and Owner came closer, he could see the fast glint in his eye.

"I am here because I want a hug," Owner bellowed, in an admirable tone. He slammed his fist against Warden's chest, with the force of 7555 dogs. "I frigging hate you, Warden Geonat."

Warden looked back, even more lonely and still fingering the giant newspaper. "Owner, I am your father," he replied.

They looked at each other with sad feelings, like two black, bitter badgers bouncing at a very stingy rave, which had piano music playing in the background and two predatory uncles rampaging to the beat.

Suddenly, Owner lunged forward and tried to punch Warden in the face. Quickly, Warden grabbed the giant newspaper and brought it down on Owner's skull.

Owner's tall legs trembled and his ugly arms wobbled. He looked grumpy, his body raw like a bright, big banana.

Then he let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Owner Silas was dead.

Warden Geonat went back inside and made himself a nice drink of milk.

THE END