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Boomer flew over to the house and landed on the doorknob. |
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Boomer started pecking on the door with his beak. Widow: Who is it? |
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Suddenly the door swung open and squashed poor Boomer against the wall. |
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Widow: Hmm. Well I was sure I heard someone knockin'. |
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Widow Tweed gasped. Widow: Oh dear! My laundry! |