The other day she do lay me down... in an undignified manner... and do draw round me. Then she do fetch out a great big metal ruler and do proceed to measure me up. Does she know something I do not?
I know I'm a bit tired now. There was that time me head fell off..... and I lost a finger I think. And things don't bend like they should. The hair's a bit dull but... hey... I am an elder person. The way she do treat me I do feel like she be making me ready for that wicker coffin.
Next thing I know I am forced to look at a headless wire monster and to stand (or lie) next to it.
No. I do not like this at all.
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