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Fred yelled, "Hurry up!" She quickened her pace, zig, zag, zinging, this way and that way weaving herself in and out of chair legs. She made it into the cage. She climbed onto Fred's shoulders and while they were closing the lid, Fred said, "You need to lay off the crickets!"
The custodian, Mr. Brown came into the room and said, "What a mess! These kids never clean up after themselves."
The End
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