5. Once upon a time, there was a Thomas named
Thomas. He went to bed. So he could dream. So he could dream of clocks and stars that
glow. And cats and owls. And eights that
had two circles, and looked liked owls.
And fours that had triangle middles, and looked like a cat’s ear. Holy smokes!
Numbers are scary!
The End.
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