The Dog's Lunch Burnt to a Crisp

The dog's lunch burnt to a crisp there is smoke billowing from the pot. The rain is coming down from the ceiling, blanketing everything. Spider visits each of her friends, observes them drinking up the water,. She hugs each one gently, so as not to damage their still brittle frames. They are quiet in return. A few days later, the room is almost back to normal and the plants have recovered. Seeng she's finally backed us.

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