And here I lay to rest possibly my shortest sig, duration-wise:
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The whole house was filled with the fragrance of the perfume
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But then, it was only meant to be a temporary, Easter style siggy. And along comes my new one, which is from the book I am currently reading: The Plague Dogs, by Richard Adams. Brilliant book, though maybe a little grisly. Snitter, the character who sings this little ditty, is a brilliant character: utterly mad, but all the better for it...
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The whitecoats painted a mouse bright blue, and stuffed his ears with sneezing glue.
They shone a biscuit in his eye, to see what lay beyond the sky.
The mouse he knew not what he did, he blew them up with a saucepan lid...
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