Itwas built square, seemingly carved from a single monstrous black rock. The latter ones he'd taken as an afterthought. Wherever they thought they were, they weren't. By then they will have taught him how to play Parcheesi and a simplified version of Monopoly; by then they w
It didn't feel like one, but it had to be. inside his own head and he thought Banbury Cross, Banbury Cross, ride a cock horse to Banbury Cross. This time I’ll have my say. at was lying on the floor, pumping its cracked black rubber horn and making an oogah-oogah sound that Duddits no doubt would have loved.
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