The mighty sun punishes all that stay out for to long, the Arizona Rattlesnake awaits for dawn when the sizzling sun cools, it hunts its prey, the desert mice that scurry and play. The mice must find shelter or risk being eaten by the rattlesnake, but both must wait till the sun is haze. Only one has stood tall in the mighty suns gaze, the cactus stands still during even the hottest of days.
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