Sometimes we walked on sand. Sometimes we walked in the water. If my person went where it was too deep, I had to find another way. After all, I do not swim.
Well hello there. Who are you?
Lost you say? Where are you going, little stick?
Trying to get back to the beach? Okay, I will help.
Hang in there, little stick.
Almost there. I will find you a nice spot.
There you go, little stick! You are rescued!
Far, far away from the water. You will stay dry up here.
Salty. Yeulch.
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