and they were so angry, that they ran round the tree, trying to eat each other up, and they ran faster and faster, till they were whirling round so fast that you couldn't see their legs at all.
and they still ran faster and faster and faster, till they all just melted away, and there was nothing left but a great big pool of melted butter round the foot of the tree.
- from little black sambo by Helen Bannerman
the finished tiger socks.
they were knit up with "Opal tiger." what can do you do when you finish a pair of socks but immediately make a set of matching tiger beads?
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