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"Don't wipe your sticky, stinky feet!"
the fuzzy momma cries. "We need that squishy stuff to eat!" And to the hive she flies. "Don't wash those musty, crusty ears!" says slimy momma as she squirms. But baby can not hear- ‘cause muddy ears are great for worms! "Don't brush those gunky funky teeth!" the hairy momma harps. "Grab a stick and start to eat-- A beaver needs teeth nice and sharp." "But Mommy, why don't critters wash? They're mooshy, gooshy, full of dirt. And I must wipe, and brush, and flush? Cleaning's just like work!" A bit of soil cannot hurt God's creatures living in fresh air. Their jobs are outside in the dirt, But mine's your slimy, grimy hair! (Obviously inspired by my daughter, who wants me to tell you that worms don't really have ears. So now you know.
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