Nigel
has a kite
of a new
kind,
it flies
very high
in the sky
and lights up
at night.
The mice
like
this kite
and come out
at nine
to watch the
kite
fly.
Last night,
the kite
flew to the
right
It was soon
out of sight.
-It isn't a
good site
to fly
a kite.
Said the
mice.
The tiny
lice
moved to
another site
to watch the
kite
fly.
-We want a
kite
of our own size
Decided the
lice
Now the lice
are on
strike;
they claim a
kite
of their own
size.
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