Sleepy-Time Tales: the Tale of Fatty Coon by Arthur Scott Bailey
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ILLUSTRATIONS FATTY SAW MRS. TURTLE DIGGING IN THE SAND Frontispiece FATTY COON CROUCHED CLOSE TO THE WATER'S EDGE FATTY WISHED THE DOG WOULD GO AWAY FATTY STOPPED RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD "PLEASE, MR. BEAR, LET GO OF MY TAIL!" FATTY CRIED IT HUNG UNDER A TREE, JUST OVER FATTY'S HEAD I FATTY COON AT HOME Fatty Coon was so fat and round that he looked like a ball of fur, with a plumelike tail for a handle. But if you looked at him closely you would have seen a pair of very bright eyes watching you. |
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