Faelan counted up to twelve for the little fish to parachute into the sea.
The little plastic fish lost an eye, and said to its rubber dolphin mother, "Mommy, I guess I will have to be a Black Pirate."
I asked, "What if you lose your other eye?"
"Then I will be a Captain Soldier."
The little pirate scared his mother once, then announced that he would rather be a little fish.
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