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Subject: Swedish
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It was once a tiny fly that lived on the food she found in the shit.
Fly lived in the Sahara, which was a Sandbox in northwest Skara
Clear who just turned four, actually wanted to be an ant.
But now it's like it is, it's just as well that she understands and learns.
Klara lives with his father, he is often nice and sweet.
He Hetter Rudolf happy as he was, never knew where his pants are.
Clara's mother is a mosquito, but the day was the usually timid.
The mother's name was Lena shy, and wanted a new house build.
Clear and Rudolf lived under an oak, the best thing they did was to play a game.
The game went on to fly soon, to win the game it was very large.
For the one who won the game was usually best, to lose the game the right the very plague.
But in the middle of the night quiet and clear, she had to be both mother and father.
The moment was usually cozy, but the night is dark, and they could be eerie.
One night when they huh out flying, came myrsnok which was green and sucked.
It was as close to the eye, was stopped by the managed kind far.- If you do not want to become my enemy and fight, you should immediately stop blowing against us
- Threaten me not little fly, I'm hungry and you will have to do.
- Now you get against me to fight, come back in your big block.

Fly he won very easily, weaker anteater, he had never seen.
Now the danger was finally over, the clock is very little Klara sleep now need.
When she came home to the high oak, she dreamed about the new game.
The game was to build a car and drive a short distance away maybe a mil.
For some distance away lived the cousin Lasse, he lived with crocodile Basse.
The right two bout for nice guys, they share the house during two big stumps.
Basse loved to play around and joking, Basse and Lasse had built a hut
One day she might meet with Lasse and Lower, or why not please grandpa Piglet.
Grandpa Piglet lived over Klara, where he like to be alone.
But when Klara juice and bun brought up, he was completely off, and yelling like a rooster.
Grandpa was a very kind man, who happily played with Klara when he hurricanes and managed.

- Grandpa, you are so very cute, why are you always so lullig?
- The juice makes me so himmla tired, now becoming more soon black and dull.
- But Grandpa, you can not sleep yet, you do not want to meet my new friend?
- No thanks ! Mummla grandfather and fall asleep fast, I quickly went to Bun start smelling droppings.

Now it was already nine, Klara would sleep ten.
Ready to fall asleep fast and pretty, after ten buns, it was pretty easy.
The next morning was clear and Rudolf on vacation, they went all the way to Grandma Esther.
Grandma Esther who lives on a small lake, in the middle of the funns a small island.
The island is called götaön, because it is so amazingly green
The flowers smell so fresh and so good, she wish she had such an island.
But if she took a small blade, would probably father Rudolf be very happy.
Does everyone want to have a pleasant scent of nature, even small Klara and the other animals.
So now took Klara with a little scent, it felt everyone was very soft.
Famor Esther invited the cake on her nose was a giant wart.
Appetite disappeared with a bang, but not for Rudolf who ate like a wreck.
Now it was time to fly, we thanked Esther and pretended to be shy.

-Take Now a bit more you so you are not starving, fly quiet and careful so you do not crash and overturn.
-Thanks Grandmother but I am full and satisfied, now I'll sing in that fine song.

For a fly is not so very clever, but it may come up at a terrific speed.
It sounds with a bang and a crash, so is the small stakars fly like a sinking wreck.
When Clara came home, she met a guy, he huh quite stylish and called Krille.
Klara started to like Krille on, Throw, her case for the so-called flirting.
Now it became Krille and Klara a couple, now it's not long to go until Klara ring takes.
Marriage is always nice feel ready, as long as grandpa awake can be.

-Tage You this cute little Klara, so you have a kind man be.
I take up this ray of sunshine to my wedded wife, I have to wait or I get a kiss now?
You must wait until the bride said yes, if it is so that you the bride wants.

But before the priest could talk clearly, was already busy.
The rice that flew around in the little church, grandpa Piglet had now woken up and regained strength.
Now huh everything is fine, except for stakars myrsnoken who was completely warped and bent.
This is unfortunately the saga over, now I immediately sleep behvöer.

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