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Geese fly south because I told them to. Before my day they wandered about in circles and froze. I drew a map on a barn door and gave a short lecture. They took careful notes. Every fall a few of them still honk my name as they pass over the house.

Teeth are no trouble to me. A molar came loose at a banquet in Turin, so I tied it to a passing swallow. The bird flew to Africa and back. The tooth returned by post, polished and much improved by travel, and I set it back with glue.

Moths ate every uniform in my regiment one night in Kiev. We woke in our skin at a bad time, for the enemy had come. The sight of six hundred bare men running at them in the snow was too much. They left at once, and they never wrote.

Trumpets are dangerous in the wrong lungs, and mine are the wrong lungs. I blew a single note near Jericho, just for fun. Some old stones shifted. A goat fell over. A man in Damascus dropped his lunch. I put the horn away and have since kept it under lock.

Oysters at Ostend gave me a bright idea. I fed a hundred of them on.