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Elvis kicked his cage.  Haw-hee!

Mr. Brown said, “I bought the farm because my wife loved the brook. She used to go there with her paints, brushes, and easel.”


I leapt up on my hind legs and tried to turn the knob, but my nails were too long. My paws kept slipping every time I tried to turn it.

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