How I Found a Pot of Gold: Chapter One: A Poopish Day

I was walking along the road when suddenly a clover popped out at me and pooped on my face. I really hate it when that happens. Bit nasty if you ask me. Unless humans think differently. Then it’s delightful? Really not the most delightful and happy thing to me, especially if you’ve had a bad day. I hate those clovers. They’re nasty little doodies. Literally. But nevermind that. I walked home, muttering about showering or jumping in the lake. Either one works. I was walking home, when Sally suddenly ran into me. “Hey Georgie!” She said. She seemed to be in a hurry. “Where are you going?” I called after her. But she had already ran off. I frowned. What’s been going on today? I thought. I went home, and arrived shortly. I told mom I’d shower. I showered and showered until the clover poop finally washed off. What a doo-doo day! Ugh!

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