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Now that the Owl was sleeping Dumpty felt a bit restless, which was hardly surprising considering he was a ghost, he wandered over again to the waters edge, and had a look at the large flagon that the cat had clung onto...it was really big' with a couple of handles 
near the neck, he peered close at it, there was a piece of paper inside, he wondered what it might say, he went  in and unrolled it, it seemed to be all about someone 'escaping from it all' it was signed Joe Maverick..Bermuda ‘hmmm now where had  I heard the name before?’ he thought ‘Oh never matter..' it was not going to help his quest in the slightest it seemed. “I shall go
and look through mails and comments maybe there have been attempts to kill off other nursery rhyme or story book characters? One thing is sure, I shall never give up till I get revenge” he
thought to himself,  some it seemed out there wanted bad things too happen as it were, well it looked like they were going to get their wish, by the time he was finished they would be getting egg all over their face so to speak (bad egg)....!
©JOE MAVERICK 1-3-2014

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