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Egg-Strapolations 3

“And how are you named dear Owl?” The Owl continued to look dignified but uttered no reply, rather it fixed Dumpty with a thoughtful look – “Gee it must have been hard going out there searching how far did you search? and what about your craft?” “I secured our boat right away” said the Owl, “and then began flying to search him out, that ocean is the sea of forgetfulness, and I can see how you could lose your understanding memory of distance and so on.. I have been searching right up until last night” “Wow!” exclaimed Dumpty, that must have been 28 days”. ”Yes about that time” answered the Owl, “you must be really tired” said Dumpty. ”I don't mind if you wish to get some sleep after all that searching” As he finished saying this the bird tucked its head in, closed its eyes and started to sleep...' ©JOE MAVERICK 1-3-2014 just put a typo right replaced a H with D

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Date: 10/17/2015 2:37:00 AM
Oh I really like this one, reminds me of a book I've read called The Onion Girl. 7 and more :) Thanks for reading my Notes .
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Date: 3/3/2014 6:46:00 PM
aha, part three. I really like this part and how you had the sweet owl falling asleep so quickly at the end. And YES, my seagull was a she!! She just had to be. haha
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