the tortoise in the wheelchair wrapped his forehead in a bandage with a cast they made from plaster for his phony broken leg so he’d get pushed around the sidewalk by the zookeeper’s assistant with the hummingbird observing from behind the yellow flower and he flapped his tiny wings they moved so fast you couldn’t […]
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