The Louse and the Flea

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    "A louse and a flea kept house together and were brewing beer in an egg-shell. Then the little louse fell in and burnt herself. At this the little flea began to scream loudly. Then said the little room-door, little flea, why are you screaming. Because the louse has burnt herself. Then the little door began to creak. At this a little broom in the corner said, why are you creaking, little door. Have I not reason to creak. The little louse has burnt herself, the little flea is weeping. So the little broom began to sweep frantically. Then a little cart passed by and said, why are you sweeping, little broom. Have I not reason to sweep. The little louse has burnt herself, the little flea is weeping, the little door is creaking. So the little cart said, then I will run, and began to run like mad. Then said the ash-heap by which it ran, why are you running so, little cart. Have I not reason to run. The little louse has burnt herself, the little flea is weeping, the little door is creaking, the little broom is sweeping. The ash-heap said, then I will burn furiously, and began to burn in clear flames. A little tree stood near the ash-heap and said, ash-heap, why are you burning. Have I not reason to burn. The little louse has burnt herself, the little flea is weeping, the little door is creaking, the little broom is sweeping, the little cart is running. The little tree said, then I will shake myself, and began to shake herself so that all her leaves fell off. A girl who came up with her water-pitcher saw that, and said, little tree, why are you shaking yourself. Have I not reason to shake myself. The little louse has burnt herself, the little flea is weeping, the little door is creaking, the little broom is sweeping, the little cart is running, the little ash-heap is burning. At this the girl said, then I will break my little water-pitcher. And she broke her little water-pitcher. Then said the little spring from which ran the water, girl, why are you breaking your water-pitcher. Have I not reason to break my water-pitcher. The little louse has burnt herself, the little flea is weeping, the little door is creaking, the little broom is sweeping, the little cart is running, the little ash-heap is burning, the little tree is shaking itself. Oh, ho, said the spring, then I will begin to flow, and began to flow violently. And in the water everything was drowned, the girl, the little tree, the little ash-heap, the little cart, the broom, the little door, the little flea, the little louse, all together."
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    "A louse and a flea lived together in a tiny house. They were making some warm, sweet tea in a small eggshell. Then, the little louse slipped inside and got burned. The little flea was very sad and cried out loudly. Then, the little door spoke up. \"Little flea, why are you crying?\" \"Because the louse got burned,\" the flea said. The little door started to shake and make a soft noise. A little broom in the corner asked, \"Why are you shaking, little door?\" \"I have a good reason to shake,\" the door said. \"The louse got burned, and the flea is crying.\" So, the little broom started to sweep the floor very fast. A little cart drove by and asked, \"Why are you sweeping, little broom?\" \"I have a good reason to sweep,\" the broom said.",
    "\"The louse got burned, the flea is crying, and the door is shaking.\" So, the little cart said, \"Then I will run,\" and it zoomed away very fast.",
    "Then the pile of ashes spoke up. \"Why are you running so fast, little cart? I have a good reason to run. The little louse got burned, the little flea is crying, the little door is creaking, and the little broom is sweeping. The pile of ashes said, 'Then I will burn very hot,' and it began to glow with bright flames. A little tree stood nearby and asked, 'Ash-heap, why are you burning?' The tree said, 'I have a good reason to burn. The little louse got burned, the little flea is crying, the little door is creaking, and the little broom is sweeping. The little cart is running.' The little tree said, 'Then I will shake myself,' and it began to shake so hard that all its leaves fell off. A little girl came by with her water pitcher and saw this.",
    "She asked, 'Little tree, why are you shaking yourself?'",
    "I have every right to shake myself. The little louse has burned her tail, the little flea is crying, the little door is creaking, the little broom is sweeping, the little cart is running, and the little pile of ash is burning. At this, the girl said, \"Then I will break my little water pitcher.\" And she broke her little water pitcher. Then the little spring, from which the water ran, said, \"Girl, why are you breaking your water pitcher?\" \"I have every right to break my water pitcher,\" she said. The little louse has burned her tail, the little flea is crying, the little door is creaking, the little broom is sweeping, the little cart is running, the little ash-heap is burning, and the little tree is shaking itself. \"Oh, ho!\" said the spring. \"Then I will begin to flow.\"",
    "And the water began to flow very fast.",
    "And in the water, everything was safe and still. The girl, the little tree, the little ash-heap, the little cart, the broom, the little door, the little flea, and the little louse were all together."
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