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Wally's Trip To the Mall
Wally’s going to the mall today to buy some things he needs, like toothpaste, soap, and bubble bath, and packs of flower seeds. The first thing in the store he sees - the big long escalator. He says, “I’ll not ride on that thing with teeth like alligators.” Pushed from behind, he’s on the thing and holding on so hard. He thinks his little weasel nails have left the railing scarred. “Oh, wait a minute. I was wrong. I think this ride is fun!” He thinks when he gets off this time, he’ll ride another one. The mall was crowded to the seams It’s just the place of Wally’s dreams He’s never seen so many stores With clothes and toys and books galore. He bought the things he needs at home. He even bought a fine-tooth comb. But passing by the bath supplies, he got perfume sprayed in his eyes. He’s gonna smell like this all day, and not his usual weasel way. There’s hope that it will wear off soon, but prob’ly not this afternoon. Off to the food court. Time to eat. He found a place, an empty seat, and took the menu, ordered lunch, and set his bags down in a bunch. Just then, he hears a loud, “Yoo-hoo! Hey, Wally, what are you up to?” It’s Willy Wolff, his childhood friend, and this is how the day will end. We’ll leave these friends to catch up on the things the other one has done. It’s been so long since they have met, they’ll talk ‘til dawn. You wanna bet?
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