612.
Once upon a time, there was a Thomas named
Thomas. He was dancing. He was dancing on the stones, by the throat
window. The throat window isn’t an attic
window. And it isn’t a room window. It is just a window that is up. Thomas was dancing and he didn’t fall.
And there was a daddy named Daddy. Daddy wasn’t dancing. Daddy fell on the carpet. Daddy fell in the bathtub. The throat window saw it. The throat window was laughing because it was
funny.
The End.
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