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A Rat, the Mice and Mr Tin

A Rat, The Mice, Mr Tin went somewhere they've not been "let me dance!" said A Rat "and we let The Mice sing" as they travelled on the road toward West Berlin. Even though roads are rocky and the hills are steep the friends found time to play with sheep A Rat, The Mice, Mr Tin got to meet lil Bo-Peep. Travelling through the river Mr Tin starts to rust shaken he said "on to the beach quickly we must!" faster they paddle and arrived in time, but just. A Rat, The Mice, Mr Tin forgot the place they've been confused they stared at each other, heads in a spin The Mice "if you lose your past your future is grim."

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Date: 1/4/2018 12:07:00 PM
Great story telling...
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Niketa Mckenzie
Date: 1/5/2018 12:43:00 PM
thank you for your comment

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