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Frumoasa iera aceasta faptura dumnezeeasca
din cei zece purcelusi ea era cea mai cereasca. Purta un papion alb-negru si fundita cu catrinta si parfum de iasomie. Se plimba prin casa mare cu fetita cea mai mare si venea si la culcare. Dar sosie ziua sfantuli creciun si i-au scos si papion si fundita ei de moda. Si acum fuge vioae prin ograda printre paie si se joaca linga usa cu pisica,catelusul...
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