| One day, I was walking down the street, when I saw a rock. It was the prettiest rock I had ever seen, I thought to myself, "Self, you must pick up that rock." So, of course I did. I put the oh so gorgeous rock in my trusty pocket, I kept my most prized possessions in my trusty pocket. I kept on walking down the road, thinking about my rock. It did have a particularly lovely shine to it, didn't it? I would have to show it to Robert, my special friend. Robert would appreciate the rock very much. I hummed to myself happily, I was very glad I had found the rock. My day was so very complete now. |
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