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| Where shall we our breakfast take? |
Bryan recited something spooky too ...
Peter and Tony asked a question ...
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| What colour is that? |
Max and Sylvia took us to the asylum ...
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| I cut mince pies from children's thighs ... |
Peter and Tony were more celestial ...
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| Look - no footprints! |
Angela and Paul undertook a childish activity ...
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| Then, like my dreams ... |
There was a song about a gallant soldier.
A Google-search for images generated a garden weed ...
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| galinsoga parviflora That wasn't what Mary was expecting. |
We went home ...
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| Tomorrow may be clear. |
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