One cloudy day, the crow called across the channel to the canary, convincing her to come closer, “I have a something to tell you.”
“Continue.”
“The chameleon must change into a cornet. A chihuahua in the city of Chicago Creek has a craving for clam chowder. A chestnut-colored cat consumes candy-coated cake and chocolate chip cookies. The challenge of searching for the crimson clover will carry catastrophic crickets upon the cabbages and chives and cacophonous cicadas upon the carnations and the corn. The Captain stands in his cabin crying chaos.”
The canary chortles, “Cousin, you are crazy. The courtesan’s copper coins and cash has been counted. All currency is correct.”
The crow concedes and continues on his way.
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