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I looked in the drawer and found a fork knife and spoon. They were wearing pink dresses in the warm month of June. As I jumped through the roof I thought I better run soon. Fore the big green monster was about to bloom. I ran so fast that I lost a shoe. I slipped in the grass and fell in some poo. Now I'm in trouble for cracking my bubble. It might be time to call on my double. Who could have known I would break bones. It must be time to head for home.