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My hearer could listen to the grass grow, and even he could not tell when I had finished describing the Moon.
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Mirrors have always been kind to me. One in Paris fell in love and refused to show anybody else. Ladies stood before it and saw only my face, and this led to some trouble. I had it moved to my bedroom, and we have been happy ever since.
Mount Etna owed me a favor after I cleaned its throat. I went down with a long broom and a wet towel. Soot flew, sparks rained, and the mountain coughed up a lost Roman. Now it smokes only on Sundays, and the farmers below leave me lemons by the cart.
Sausages were my only weapon the day the Prussians took the bridge. I swung a ten-foot link around my head. Men fell left and right, and their dogs changed sides. We won by dusk. The general gave me a sword, but I have always preferred the smoked kind.
Summer came late one year because the Sun overslept. I rode east and knocked on the horizon with my sword. A sleepy voice asked me for five more minutes. I gave it three. That was the shortest June on record, and the farmers of Hungary blamed me for the peas.
Eels came up the drainpipe at my house in Bremen. I tied them end to end, and we made a.