One day, I was skipping happily down the street, when I saw
a pink gorilla riding a giant bicycle. As he saw me, he
started to do tricks. Jumping up and down, swirling around, they all were going
so well until he tripped up and fell over. As that happened I laughed.
When he finally picked himself up, I realized that he was part of a grand
parade. The music started and the pink gorilla cycled off into
the distance, so I scratched my forehead and started to make my way back home.
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