I once had a friend catapiller. He was called Backentoy David. He was black and white and blue and pink and orange too. He liked to talk to a froggy. He liked to talk a little bit always to froggy. Not always just a little bit always. Until the froggy would go all the way to home. The End. Thats the rest of it.
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