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‘Mmmnnnmmmnnn,’ Lanmo remarked. The treat had completely numbed his tongue. This had never, ever happened, and, although it was inconvenient, he quite liked it. He licked at the warm air for a while, as if he were a panting dog, but then he went right back to eating. ‘Sslllsmmsnnnmllllmmm.’ This was because he had never before encountered anything so delicious and also so much fun.
The Little Snake
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