Once upon a time there was a butterfly jar in my room. It had butterflies in it. One day it fell off my dresser and broke. The butterflies flew all around my room.
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"The Six Fishing Poles"
Once there was a man named Jim. He was very rich. So he planned to buy six fishing poles. So then he did buy six fishing poles. Then he went fishing. And all six fishing poles had fish on them at the time. So then Jim came back with sixty fish.
He couldn't eat all of the fish on his own. So he invited all of his nephews to eat with him. After they left, he only had two fish left. "Wow! They can sure eat a lot!" said Jim. "I think I will eat these last two fish." After he ate the leftovers he went to bed.
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