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Peter Pear draws jaws and paws.
Peter weathers a winter storm, in his bathrobe, safe and warm.
Peter had a hard day at work because that guy was such a jerk.
Said Peter, “When I awake, there’s water to boil and bread to bake.”
Peter Pear is itchy itchy, and unsure why. Perhaps because the air is dry.
Peter sighed, “I will walk to the waterside.”
“A winter chill is in the air.” Says Peter Pear.
Peter covers his eyes To await a surprise.
Peter Pear’s potato peeling party Will lead to stew that’s good and hearty.
Peter Pear climbs trees With chimpanzees.