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"I don't need your energy," America said. "Or your wood."
Canada fisted its lumber and slowly dragged it along the border. "No, but you want it."
"Yes," America gulped. "I want your wood so bad."
"Then drop your tariffs and take it," Canada rasped.
America whimpered as the wood filled its country. Canada gathered America's hair in a fist and tugged. "Now say the magic words."
"You're not for sale," America whispered.
And Canada thrust like it was giving America a treat. "Good girl."
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