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Underneath Martins Cake lived a happy little
life and repeated every happy little thing it ever did. In a happy little way she
flicked peas from her lap
onto the varnished hooves of a prosti-goat
. 'What more could you ask for?', he said.
"If you wash it first, Sir" I responded, smirking.
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Elephant Glitter
Lee Anderson
