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Oh, er, blinking radigans all over, charging about, with their little snitzes in the air, curse them, curse them all, what lovely weather today, rained yesterday.... Oh, my, it's that ghost again... The murky water, smelly, nasty, I must get the privvy cleaned. Oh the pink teapot with the picture of Aunt Dorethea on it... The spout it's broken, and my bone china teacup, it’s got a sock in it again... Washing not done, toenails, oh, the state of my toenails. Hair needs doing, what’s for tea? Radigan pie, don’t even like radigan pie! Time for rumble tumble in the bathtub, I like a bit of foam. Where’s my housekey? Oh my shoes are too big, my trousers have torn when I sit down. my horse is the wrong shape for me, my nose leans too far to the left. Oh dear. What a day it’s going to be. Oh, my mistake is it Mrs West? It’s night, I don't even like cake... Oh time for bed, I’m so tired, though I’m wide awake. I fancy some baked fish. That’d be nice. I wonder whether I should buy a new hat? I hate it when the wind blows, I don't like sprouts! Do my toes look big in these shoes? Oh dear, what a day, oh dear me.... It's night....
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