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I am posting.......HURRAY!!! I have a spare minute!! Anyway, here is the short story of Quincey's Queen Quartet.

There once was a Quick Queen of Quincy,
She had Quacking Quackeroos,
But she got behind on her Visa bill,
and owed many dues.

So she left her Quakeroos
All in the dust,
And she started a Quartet,
And, well, no body fussed.

And there's the story. Sorry it took me so long to post, but I've been busy being fashionable!(duh)
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Keek out!!
-Katie, Atta ;)