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And on the eighth day, when he had rested, he created darkness. |
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And for all around him he needed a cloak to hide himself from his tired labours. |
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And the antelope and the deer and the ostrich and the zebra hid |
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their faces and ran like tiny children |
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into the shrivelling blackness around them. |
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And the trees grew hoods and the cows winced. |
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And all the crops began to droop. |
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Even the coal rattled in terror for, lo, there was no light anywhere. |
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And he was well pleased with his labours and he smiled and was unable to find his way out of the room. |
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Consequently, he blundered around his new creations; |
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stamping helplessly left and right upon the new buds of his endeavour. |
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Octopuses, caterpillars, tendons and worms were squashed like buds. |
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Easter bunnies ruptured like eggs. |
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At length he found the door, and, fumbling with the handle, |
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he chanced to knock the key on to the ground. |
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As he lowered his nose to rummage around that vast appendage where he might see something on the floor, |
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beheld a ray of light coming in from the hall. |
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Kevin?Supper's ready. |
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Mom, I'm locked in! |
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Kevin... Supper's ready! |
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Mom! |
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[Lover lover] |
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[Lover lover] |
