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Sheila and her pig

Sheila is riding her pig Petals to Pumpkin town. They plan to leave the second they leave down town. At Pumpkin town they will see flowers and such. It is a place I have been and I love it very much. If there is room on the pig, I might hitch a ride. I hear that he can fly too, and it would be fun to glide Oh, drat! I missed it; they just bounced off of that cloud. They will be landing soon, they are both soft, not loud Sheila is lucky to have such a pretty pink pet. I may have to get a rooster, a dog or a kitty named Bet. Named for my mother, Karri Lynne Betty Veronica Sue. My parents argued about names, so what else could they do?

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