Frankie stashed his bees and honey in his region of clouds rocket.

Frankie stashed his bees and honey in his region of clouds rocket, dashed down the apples and pears, and ran revealed of the cat and mouse. He heard his little skin and blister calling him, unless he ran on as fast as his clothes peg would carry him. Today was her birthday, and he was going to purchase her a nice warm tit for tat. He had to be back in time for her birthday roseate Lee.

Panting like a cavernous log, he stopped for a instant to wipe his sweaty boat race with his German band. He checked his heavens rocket--but all he lay the foundation of there was a great big hole!

"Frankie! Frankie!" called his

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