In the dark, narrow street called loopy lolly lane there was a mad, crazy woman who lived on her own in a little brown bungalow. She was always baking cakes for Halloween and Christmas. One Halloween her husband drove onto her drive way as the flashing lights came towards me and I was in the hospital for a month or two. This was all when they lived together as a result I still have a scar and a little lump so the mad, crazy woman made me a batch of cakes. They've no longer lived together an spoke together
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