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Witless Wendy Witless Wendy whistles while she weeds ‘round her wonderful watermelons - her white gloves whirling wildly, filling the white wooden wagon with webs of weeds. I wonder whether the wary wasps watching her will wiggle their way from their waxy world - whizzing by Wendy to warn her.
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