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It's always hard to catch all of the differences.
The jester began a ballad in alto clef, telling the fable of The Somewhat Odd Radish.
Putting a pigeon in a jet is like giving a needle to a male rhinocerous - completely unnecessary!
We dealt with our rat problem by eradicating them all, but soon we were haunted by their ghouls in the form of a bat infestation.
The doppelganger was soon revealed - not the king as everyone thought, but a simple court fiddler.
For fear of being eaten, the sparrow desperately wiggled out of the hawk's tough grasp.
With electricity restored, lights buzzed in the exhibit starring ammonite and trilobite fossils.
If you take the vapor from a waterfall and wait an eon, you'll get a dragon - tiny but a dragon nonetheless.
I'll take my chances and try to use my goldfish to woo the queen.
The shelter seemed cute until we realized it was made out of bone.
It seemed far-fetched to everyone that these dragon eggs would hatch into cold-blooded executors.
Aww, look at that cute tarantula all hidden in the pretty flora!
My present to the king was a painting of birds surrounding a nymph - a disgusting sappy piece.
I'd wake up from my nocturnal hell, only to find myself all drenched in sweat on my soft, soft sheets.
The electric blanket with its warm wool gave enough energy to the crow to take off into the darkness once more.
Tadpoles don't grow into toads, you unusually graceless dunce!
The seeds in flight would soon land in a swamp, where they would stay and grow.
The cotton ball's flight was like a scorpion's tail gliding through the air.
The will o' wisp kept changing shape; as in a dream, it shifted gracefully from a leprechaun to a ferret.
I traded my shell in exchange for a beginner's boxing glove.
I told that brat to follow his nose and take a walk into the pond.
Although she seems quite lively, she's actually quite a sloth in the mornings, looking like a zombie with a half-glazed look in her irises.
We put up pink signs of good fortune so that we'd sleep and rest better, knowing our baby was protected.
He claims he's fluent in many languages, but he just said that he likes to eat snow in the turnips.
The loud bronze bell and the constant sound of drumming knocked over the jar of pumice.
The monkey's strong point was that it could both play people false and hide behind a flowerpot.
I took my old cricket clock to the shop to investigate a suspcicious tock noise and was very surprised to see the xray reveal an ornate tiger on the inside.
By the light of the neon lantern, we enjoyed a great dinner - shaggy decor, but jumbo-sized portions.