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Sep 2020
She sells her shells to a seaside shop, she keeps some shells for herself.. she polishes and paints them pretty colours and places some on a shelf..

She picked those shells from the sandy shore all buried on a beach..she saw some seagulls duck and dive whilst squawking with a screech..Susie sells her seaside shells on her market stall and displays them on a little wall..

Peter came to Susies stall and asked her what she had to sell.. she pointed up to the ledge on the wall and then Peter picked out a shell..He put this silver shell to his ear and listened to the sea..but out popped a scallop from his home he wanted to be free...

So peter caught the scallop and he put it in a ***..he couldn’t wait to show Susie at her stall exactly what he’d got..Well Susie studied that strange creature to see if it was still alive.. and put it in a seaside shell to see if it would survive

The little lively scallop wriggled right into the shell..and snuggled deep within it’s case to hide away so well..So Susie took Peter’s hand and strolled down to the sea and placed the shell inside Peter’s *** and let that scallop flee..
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Jill Tait
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