MAMA AND THE FRITH, LYING AROUND IN THE BACK YARD AFTER DINNER. FRITH WAS SO CUDDLY TONIGHT, MAMA NEARLY ATE HER.
AFTER A WHILE WE JUST LAY BACK AND STARED UP AT THE MOON. OR, AS FRITH PUT IT, THE MOON. MOON. MOOOOON.
THE SUN STARTED TO SET. WHICH APPARENTLY IS AS GOOD A REASON AS ANY TO TAKE ONE'S SHIRT OFF.
MAMA ISN'T ENTIRELY SURE HOW THIS ONE OF A CROC-CLAD-FRITH-FOOT GOT TAKEN. SURE WISH IT WOULD RAIN ALREADY THOUGH. POOR GRASS.
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