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An Interesting Occurrence Begins In a Packet of Frozen Peas

An interesting occurrence begins in a bag of one kilo of frozen peas. Not in a bag of peanuts. Nor in a packet of crisps or chips. Chipolatas agree with this but the soda water states that the occurrence could also occur in a packet of marshmallows for marshmallows were a popular accompaniment to soda and soda shouts so all must listen in lines. But the flour lifted up from a bowl and boomed his disaproval. "The interesting occurrence does indeed begin in a bag of frozen peas". The itemised items thought and the soda gave a haughty look and swirled the straw into the air in disgust. Then the arrival. Jiggling jostling joking jerking jumping. It could only be. The peas. They were given a standing ovation by all the forks. Whose prongs pointed uprightness gave a signal to all cutlery who dashed out of the drawer to join in. The maze that was being created by the peas who had dived out of the packet after loosening the clip was just so difficult. The high hedges formed by the little green balls was just so impossible to see over. But in the middle there was a cleaning cloth. Wow. What an incentive! In the end whilst the forks got lost and tripped over themselves the knives got stuck and the table spoons and dessert spoons gave up. The little teaspoons found the centre and won the cloth. For the second year running. To a roar from the riotous crowd of frosty iced coffee. And clapping from the camomile tea bags. So an interesting occurrence does indeed begin in a bag of frozen peas. 1 2 3 leap then. Z

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