The red rock hard mountain stood tall and strong. A lady
floated from the moon on her trusty umbrella. She delicately landed on the top
of the mountain. This was strange, who was she?
“Good day!” She greeted the walkers in a posh voice as they
stared at her “It is rude to stare!” Then she skipped of down the dusty bumpy
track. Some children giggled, what was this strange lady doing in their town?
They peered down at the town, they couldn’t believe their eyes believe their
eyes, she was bossing everyone about. They really needed to do something about
this.
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