What Is The Story Of The Three Billy Goats Gruff

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The Real Story Of The Three Billy Goats Gruff “Sous, Sous” My finger was rubbing my finger against the hard rocky ground because no one would hug me. But off in the distance I could see the three billy goats gruff heading up the grassy and muddy mountain. Their hooves clicking agencies the hard grassy and rocky ground. I hear the pond on the other side of my bridge. I can also smell the fruit that they just ate. I hear the wind brushing against my face. Of in the distance I could see the three billy goats gruff. The bodies were covered in very soft fur. Their horns were very big. I could see the other gruff behind the biggest gruff. I could hear their hooves“click clack click clack.” The colors were

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