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Speckle says she's ecstatic that you've traveled from Iberia, you wingless buffoon that you
are. Just to come and ask her your fatuous questions. Even though she says that humans are so
far down the evolutionary tree that they can only scratch at the fruit that others have dropped from
the higher branches. Oh there, no need to patronize. I offer my humble apprenticeship as a token of
respect to the clacking and quacking ones whose superiority I recognize with all my soul. Nibble
says she wants you to shave off your beard because it interferes with the cosmic vibrations and BTW
hipsters are so over. But ten years a gloom and wax, comb and delose is my masculine pride, my
facial topiary. Must I? I'm afraid that she's adamant but for three handfuls of corn she'll do
you a deal and you must learn to cluck. Do the animals speak English? My English is not perfect.
I may not understand the subtleties of their teachings. No it's not words as such it's just a
feeling you get down deep into your soul but once you get on their vibrational wavelength there's no
mistaking their meaning. Madame Wisteria will your pupil be joining us for luncheon? What an earth
possessed you to come all the way from Spain to talk to a chicken. You're wasting your time of this
lark I can tell you. She's pulled the wool right over your eyes. I hope you haven't given her any
money. I hear you Philip K now just you put your nose back on your face where it belongs. I'm getting
through some pretty solid information that you're thinking of doing something very stupid. I'm thinking
of doing something stupid. What do you call this chicken talking lark? My sources inform me that
you've got some no-go plans on the boil relating to the sub post office in Barham. How? I mean what?
I haven't told anyone. I mean no I'm not. The animals know your every move Philip K you. That bloody
horse. Where is he? I've moved him to a place of safety. You can get your own lunch.
He has to do these dance movements to get inside their circle. All animals live in a circle of light.
A circle, circle, circle like a buzzard circling its prey but in a friendly way.
A circle, circle, circle like a buzzard circling its prey but in a friendly way.
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