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This time it was the master Pum Penk, which was surprised exceedingly. Already on the early morning to wake the master during waking up, it (while its pupil Mopp Sing the hour glass for the sixth time had turned and straight thereby was) a sea gull by-pulling on the sky had shit directly on the third eye. But alone this was not it, which astonished him; herzu moved a loud prustendes dwarfchameleon, which stepped him against his sheenbone. »Well master«, rumbled the Chameleon, »haste a second asshole in the place, your third eye should be?« Master Pum Penk on it: »The chair is not from me. He withdrew not from me, but fell down to me.« The Chameleon answered: »However not are you that, whose soul is a bird, from above the down-shit came?« Pum Penk said, »However I had not heard thunder.«
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