“Look! I found a crab!” shouted Harold Hippo. “Hannah, look!” Hannah frowned. “Harold, we don’t want to see your crab. We’re making sand ponds.” “But look at his awesome shell!” Harold said, holding Crabby up. “Eek! Get that nasty crab away from me!” “He’s not nasty,” said Harold. “He’s a …
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