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Acorn Hair Please

Acorn hair please the squirrel said as she scooted into the chair Same color or shape or both? Asked the beautician named Mare. Whatever you can do, but it has to be done exactly right. Because at six o’clock I am eloping, this very night. So, Mare did her best, and the squirrel was pleased in all ways. You have a great night, she said. This is one of my best days! She invited Mare to be her bridesmaid that evening too. But alas, Mare and her family had something else to do.

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