upercalifragilisticexpialidocious is a long word. Introduced to the pre-schoolers, it caused them much consternation and bewilderment - though not as much as the aardvark standing in the corner. They seemed to be taken aback by the large beast, and made for the door out of fright, but they couldn't open it as the security lock was numbered and their abacus was the other side of the beast. Crouched in a corner, with time passing, their predicament still not solved, one of the students cried out for her midday abalone - one of her favourite foods. She was a beautiful Japanese girl, left alone because her lover from Melbourne had chosen to abandon her. This act she still did not understand, he had treated her so well, but for seemingly no reason at all she felt him abase her. She wrote pleading with him to return but he refused which left her even more abashed. This feeling would soon abate, however, after our unnamed male lead had improved his Japanese and sent her the following note: "Meet me outside the East Tokyo Abattoir, tonight at 8. I have an important confession to make." "I've been talking to an abbess."
this abbess told me that the key of the story would be certainly stand in the abbey of westminster. so i took the first fly to england.
I strictly have nothing to say but I want that comes out.