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L,N,W

Little Naughty Wabbit. Mummy there's a wabbit in the garden says Charlie whose just three. Mummy there's a wabbit in the garden has he come to play with me? Mummy can you see the wabbit? He's in the garden by the twee I think the wabbit's waiting and wants to play with me. Oh! Charlie that little rabbit you see there by that tree has escaped from next doors garden through the hedgerow, can you see? He's a naughty little rabbit and we need to take him back. That naughty little rabbit belongs to little Jack. Mummy can I have wabbit for my very own and when he goes into Jacks garden then Jack can bring him home, because he'll be my little wabbit. A little wabbit of my own.

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