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On his long journey he found many places to stay. A log Larry. Hmm. In a bog. Bog Larry. Or in another frog, frog Larry.
But none were quite so good as lilypad.
So liilypad Larry went on an adventure to find an even better lilypad. Perhaps one he could finally call home.
AND on the 12th day, in a new pond down the road, lilypad Larry found a new lilypad!
Big and buoyant and green and verdant, he decided that this would be his home.
Until this lilypad was also destroyed VIOLENTLY by a pond eruption.
And no more lilypad for lilypad Larry.
And then, he killed himself.
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