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Homework
"Vernon, where's your homework?"
Miss Martin said sternly to the little boy
while holding out her hand.
"My dog ate it," was his solemn response.
"Vernon, I've been a teacher for eighteen years.
Do you really expect me to believe that?"
"It's true, Miss Martin, I swear," insisted the boy.
"I had to force him, but he ate it.
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