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The first shipment |
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Get the barbie crackling |
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Coops bowls one down |
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The Mallard has a swing |
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Next ball |
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Got him! |
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Then a lost ball |
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A Havaianas blow out |
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A poor Havaianas copy |
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Someone getting really thorny. |
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A casual cider in the sun |
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Conversations and laughter |
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Then two sneak away |
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Where might they be going? |
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They are off fishing! |
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But they are in need of supplies |
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The Splash to the rescue |
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Look at that oarmanship |
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And the beers are delivered |
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Then off goes the Splash on its own mission |
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Now returning after reaching the other bank |
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So elegant |
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I think it looked a little Titanic-esc |
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And Coops seems to be doing all the work |
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But they have returned to see the fishermen |
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Who had arrived earlier |
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Happy but fish free |
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Time to clean the glasses and finish the beers |
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There were some special people about |
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Very special |
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Very Super Special |
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Full of cheese |
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Hmmm where did that smell come from? |
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I think we found the answer, form the mallard |
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And so the sun starts to set. |
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