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The farm was quiet. Rachel is warm.. “ Let’s make cookies” Rachel cried. The soldiers stormed . “Yes lets make cookies for dad.. Shots went out. “ Lets make Anzac biscuits” Rachel said.. The soldiers were hurt no doubt. Rachel’s dad heard the scrams of peoples souls. Rachel licked away at the spoon. The soldiers were scared of the booms. Rachel licked the YUMMY bowl.. My regards Kevin


Anzac biscuits