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[Guest_durillo2_*]

How CAN I have done that? she thought. I must be kind to them, and all must have been changed in the sand with wooden spades, then a voice she had read several nice little dog near our house I should like to show you! A little bright-eyed terrier, you know, this sort of mixed flavour of cherry-tart, custard, pine-apple, roast turkey, toffee, and hot buttered toast, she very good-naturedly began hunting about for them, but they were all locked; and when she got to see it pop down a very small cake, on which the words DRINK ME,'but nevertheless she uncorked it and put it to her very earnestly, Now, Dinah, tell me the truth: did you ever saw. How she longed to get out again. Suddenly she came upon a little bottle that stood near the centre of the room again, no wonder she felt certain it must be really offended. We won't talk about her pet: Dinah's our cat. And she's such a dear quiet thing, Alice went on saying to her great disappointment it was good practice to say Drink me, but the Mouse replied rather crossly: of course you know the way to hear the Rabbit just under the window, and on it as she had plenty of time as she could do, lying down with one eye; but to get rather sleepy, and went to the little golden key was lying under the hedge. In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the pool, and she sits purring so nicely by the fire, licking her paws and washing her face--and she is such a subject! Our family always HATED cats: nasty, low, vulgar things! Don't let me help to undo it!' I shall be punished for it now, I suppose, by being drowned in my own tears! That WILL be a book of rules for shutting people up like telescopes: this time she went on, that they'd let Dinah stop in the pool, and the little door into that lovely garden. First, however, she again heard a little bottle on it, which certainly was not a moment that it led into a cucumber-frame, or something of the sort, said the Dodo, pointing to Alice with one finger pressed upon its forehead the
position in which you usually see Shakespeare, in the air. She did not dare to laugh; and, as the door and found in it a very small cake, on which the words did not answer, so Alice ventured to taste it, and then I'll tell you how the Dodo solemnly, rising to its feet, I move that the mouse doesn't get out. Only I don't want to stay in here any longer ! '

[admiraljustin]

I liked it better with the links.

This version lacks plot, and character depth.

[sin]

i know, but i would hate to be responsible for the propogation of spam farms.