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December 24, 2012

 

 

 

Mendotta bumped into Percoughalees,

as she emerged from the Boulangerie.

‘What are you doing in Paris?’ asked Mendotta.

‘From you, Percoughalees, I’ll never be free!’

 

‘Oh dearest Mendotta, what a surprise!

Let me assist you with your baps’

‘I’m quite capable, thank you Percoughalees’,

said Mendotta, sensing  yet another of his traps’.

 

 

 

 

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