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"Ceasarini Angelini" by concertogreat_8
Ceasarini Angelini slept in his new house. Tomorrow, he told himself, I will plant my potatoes. The next day, he did just that. First, he pulled up all the weeds. "Goodbye, weeds," he told them. "It was lovely talking to you, but I am afraid my potatoes need..."

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