We've a pal visiting from Idaho and though we have a spare futon and
plenty of room in the house, she suddenly insisted on camping out in the
garden cuz she thought it was like a tiny park. It was fun and funny to
see her little puptent and bedding out there. She said the birds weren't
afraid of her and gathered around her at dawn. Now my sweety Granny
Artemis is saying we should sleep out there too. No! Don't make me! I like
my bed!

-paghat the ratgirl

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"Of what are you afraid, my child?" inquired the kindly teacher.
"Oh, sir! The flowers, they are wild," replied the timid creature.
-from Peter Newell's "Wild Flowers"
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