First, there was a comet. He was called Timothy.
The comet was really, really excited. And then he burst.
Then the comet felt a bit ill and said “I am ill” and he burst into tears.
He then cuddled his daddy and he burst into tears again but he felt a lot better.
And then he burst into tears again.
His daddy said “Go to the doctors”.
The doctor made him better again by giving him a present. The present was a golden chair. Timothy could sit on it.
Then he burst into laughter. His chair burst into laughter.
THE END
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