“- yes! Freeing me, the spider, to climb up the spout again!”

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Down came the rain and washed the spider out.

- no. You are the spider. I am the sun.

I dry up all the rain.

- yes! Freeing me, the spider, to climb up the spout again!

- [whispers] you bastard.

- now... Who wants some num-nums?

- hey, simon. What's up?

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