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Jyotsna Paranjape   Where’s Jocko? A touch of dread The food loving cat, with a clock for a stomach, Not there. Touch ...
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Bhama Daly   It was one of those typically spring mornings in a north London suburb, with slivers of sunlight desperately trying ...
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Bhama Daly   Sunlight streams in through the stained-glass window of the old, stone church. Marissa looks at Nigel dressed in his ...
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La vieuville was suddenly cut short by a cry of despair, and a the same time a noise was heard wholly unlike any ...
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Rudyard Kipling Cry “Murder!” in the market-place, and each Will turn upon his neighbor anxious eyes That ask:—”Art thou the man?” We ...
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Rudyard Kipling In the sea, once upon a time, O my Best Beloved, there was a Whale, and he ate fishes. He ...
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Rudyard Kipling Now this is the next tale, and it tells how the Camel got his big hump. In the beginning of ...
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Jill Peer   Weston Super Mare on a windy day, Blustery gales ablowing, blow me away. Caravans in rows lined up everywhere, ...
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Mari Wallace   “Dave! Dave! Come quick! There are cows!” Jen’s eyes were wide with astonishment as she pointed excitedly to the ...
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The tents were pitched in the little plain surrounded by hills. Right and left there were stretches of tender, vivid green where ...
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