The Boy, the Mole, the Fox and the Horse
Mole: Hello.
Boy: Hello.
Mole: What are you doing here?
Boy: I'm...lost.
Mole: Oh, dear. Well, that's no good.
Mole: So, How, how did you get here?
Mole: Well, Helloo.Boy: Hello who?
Mole: Hello, cake.
Boy: What cake?
Mole: That cake. It looks delicious. Spectacular! I mean it's magnificent!
Boy: I can't see a cake.
Mole: It's, it's, it's... Oh, it's a tree.
Boy: It is a lovely tree, and it did like a bit like a cake.
Mole: So... Yes, well, no cake. And you're lost.
Boy: Yes.
Mole: Em... An old mole once told me, when you're lost, follow the river, and it will take you home.
Boy: But I can't see a river.
Mole: Perhaps you could see one from that branch.
Mole: And if you happen to see a cake while you're up...Boy: I'm so sorry.
Mole: ACHU...Oh no, I'm sorry.
Boy: Are you okay?
Mole: Completely my fault.
Boy: I'm really sorry.
Mole: Well no, thank you. I was feeling a bit warm actually.
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