I do not own Doctor who.
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A man stood alone, his head bowed, as the crowd watched on. Armed men stood around him, their guns raised, their aim only for him. The towns preacher stood in front of the crowd, standing next to the mans beloved, as he prayed for his soul.
'Our Father, which art in heaven, Hallowed be thy Name. Thy Kingdom come. Thy will be done in earth, as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive them that trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. For thine is the kingdom, The power, and the glory, For ever and ever. Amen. 'The vicar finished before nodding his head to a gentlemen who had a sheriff badge on his top.
'Any last words' The man spat, as if even talking to the man dirtied him.
Raising his head, the man in the middle, smiled and rubbed his fingers alone the tip of his Stetson.
'Actually I do'. He smiled again, this time in the direction of the vicar.
'What is it, then?'
'It's only two words actually.' He smiled again, happy at seeing the other man's announce.
'Well what are they then.'
With a wide smile and a tape of his pocket, the man spoke.
'Duck ponds'
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