A mElodious sound crescendoed every time he took a spoonful of honey out of the jar, but this just seemed quite normal. He put the woven fabric over the top of the jar and the melody changed to a minor key and faded. Suddenly he was surrounded by loads of women pointing their fingers at him with anger and shouting silently. In an instant this all ceased as he was woken from his restless sleep. He kissed his wife in relief, despite the perspiration dripping from his face. "Thank you for rescuing me from that nightmare", he exclaimed.
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Five o L d school chums went to a posh hotel for a celebratory meal. The other quiet diners were somewhat dismayed by how no... -
This is my 9-year-old Granddaughters' version: Ziggy was a squirrel and liked to keep fi T . Ziggy wasn’t just fit but s E nsible and c... -
This is my 9-year-old Granddaughters' version: Onc E a fox, always a fox. I’m a fox, as you can see, and I live in Mr T om’s ga R den ...
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