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title = 'Scavenger'
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date = 2024-08-09T01:43:06+01:00
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Welcome to **Weetile's Scavenger Hunt © 2024!**
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You are about to embark on a journey to find the hidden treasures of Weetile.\
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Do be warned traveler, this path is not for the faint of heart.\
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Technical expertise is a must, and a keen eye for detail will serve you well.\
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The first clue is hidden in the poem below. Good luck!
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In the stillness of the night,\
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By the pond where frogs delight,\
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Their voices rise, their legs soon **SSH**ake,\
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Of waters deep, still wide awake.
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Through the reeds, they calmly glide,\
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Seeking places where amphibians hide,\
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As echoes drift from a distant **PORT**,\
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Our small green friends find their resort.
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In quiet pools where dreams come true,\
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They gather round in groups of **22**.\
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Each one a sentinel in the dark,\
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Guarding secrets with a spark.
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The moonlight fades, the dawn’s in sight,\
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But the frogs still sing through the night.
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