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Alfreds Rural Adventure

Alfred and the wilderness Alfred, who with the greatest of ease tells, Me he is not my father and I went for a walk across chlorophyll filled field. Alfred who is a musician and never ventures out in the landscape saw some grazing sheep and wondered if they were dangerous, no, I said they are sheep and born friendly as God created them, to this Alfred called me a crypto-Christian. A little Lamb came up to my father it was so sweet, as only a lamb can be he lifted it up which the ewe disliked, and it butted him in the rear. Alfred was shocked, got up and demanded I bring him to safety in the nearest town; never trust animals they are all out to get us he said while limping to safer ground.

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