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Pigs Make a Haul

Oh no! It’s those pushy snow pigs the cow lamented loudly. You mean the knitters who announce their wares proudly? Oh, yes, the cat replied. They are selling mittens and caps. Can’t we buy those things online on one of those Amazon apps? Let’s not be so hasty the rooster said, coming in crowing. Those warm fuzzy caps come in handy when it is snowing. Geese flying over in the shape of an inverted vee Yelled down “Happy sale day, Ms. Sow and McPhee.” The horse ran to their side to see what they were selling. There was an old farmer there and he was hopping and yelling. That’s too much!! I only have twenty-eight dollars and two cents. Geese landed and bought all the scarves, but they caught on a fence. The geese are all strangled! A hen said. They are all dead. McPhee and Ms Sow did not mind. Their haul had put them in the red. The farmer was astounded, and had to go without a cap. I guess he’ll have to buy one on that Amazon app.

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