A Story of Many Parts
This Being the Part of the Third Part
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Part Three
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Part Three
Over in the meadow in a hole in the tree,
Lived an old mother knitter and her
Little knitters three.
"Hurry," said the mother,
"We hurry," said the three, and they
Hurriedly knit all day in the hole in the tree.
2 comments:
Alf doesn't run that house, does he? He's a dog and lives like a dog should, on the floor at his master's knee . . . . .
I sure hope you aren't expecting me to rhyme like that . . . . .
One - As I mentioned, I have written my parts and the last will be posted on Tuesday.
From Wednesday on, it is all yours
Second - My guard dog was on his guard perch busily guarding the family members from all dangers. Watching out the window to see danger coming. With his family members close by to protect him so that he could guard.
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