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a Bulrovian tale
adapted by Rick Walton
Once upon a moon I was swimming across London Bridge and I found a whisper. I wanted to take the whisper home with me in my shoe, but the whisper would not get in. I could see by the position of the sun that it was almost midnight and I needed to be home years ago.
Then I met an ear, and I said to the ear:
"Ear, ear, hear whisper into my shoe. I see by the sun it is almost midnight and I need to be home years ago."
But the ear would not hear the whisper.
Then I met a fingernail, and I said to the fingernail:
"Fingernail, scratch ear, ear will not hear whisper. I see by the sun it is almost midnight and I need to be home years ago."
But the fingernail would not scratch the ear.
Then I met a clipper, and I said to the clipper:
"Clipper, cut fingernail, fingernail will not scratch ear, ear will not hear whisper. I see by the sun it is almost midnight and I need to be home years ago."
But the clipper would not scratch the ear.
Then I met a rock, and I said to the rock:
"Rock, pound clipper, clipper will not cut fingernail, fingernail will not scratch ear, ear will not hear whisper. I see by the sun it is almost midnight and I need to be home years ago."
But the rock would not pound the clipper.
Then I met a spray can, and I said to the spray can:
"Spray can, spray rock, rock will not pound clipper, clipper will not cut fingernail, fingernail will not scratch ear, ear will not hear whisper. I see by the sun it is almost midnight and I need to be home years ago."
But the spray can would not spray the rock.
Then I met my finger, and I said to my finger:
"Finger, push spray can's button, spray can will not spray rock, rock will not pound clipper, clipper will not cut fingernail, fingernail will not scratch ear, ear will not hear whisper. I see by the sun it is almost midnight and I need to be home years ago."
Then my finger pushed the spray can's button, the spray can sprayed the rock, the rock pounded the clipper, the clipper cut the fingernail, the fingernail scratched the ear, and the ear heard the whisper into my shoe, and I went home.
And although I could tell by the sun that it was almost midnight, I made it home years ago.
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