Said the mouse to the rat "Why is that LARge snail so staid in its movements?" As the rat was about to apply his wisdom to the question, the sound of the owl's wings stopped their pondering and they scurried off, just in time to avoid being the owl's supper. Meanwhile the snail kept going, following the scent of another snail. Having completed their amour and laid their eggs, the snails got back to eating, getting a molar or two (oops - a few thousand radula or so) stuck in to the next prize flower in the garden!
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