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The Fiddled Frog
Once upon a time, back in the near future, a frog and a fiddler were held together by suture. Now the fiddler played his fiddle all day, the frog, had a unique croak, in which he did play. They were ask to play in Nashville Tennessee, the fiddler and the frog, finally made it to live tv. They got their tickets, and headed for the station, when frog came up with a croaking creation. Fiddler, said the frog, please let me fiddle tonight, I know how to do it, and I'll get it right. Fiddler said, now frog you know I play the fiddle, as you croak the word's adding to our riddle. They announced the frog and the fiddler, as they walked out on stage, the fiddler begin to play his tune, the frog croaked out in rage. Just as the fiddler stepped up and sped up the song, frog croaked out, fiddler, your doin it wrong. The fiddler in anger, throwed his fiddle at the frog, the string's broke, rapped around him and tied like a hog. The frog croaked out all wrapped up in fiddle's string's, the fiddler and the fiddled frog who now no longer sings. The two that had been held together by such a suture, no longer had a place in the past, in their near future. Why? what happened, you ask of me, it's quite simple I do say, the fiddler he just fiddled away, and the fiddled frog, well he croaked today.
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