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daddy potato head using a hoe

Daddy potato head was using his hoe in a wicked way Chopping up parsley and rhubarb, throwing it past Monday Tuesday did not like it, it is shriveled and dried up he said. Daddy Potato head did not realize he was making them dead.

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Book: Shattered Sighs