Once upon a time there was a little Mummy Mouse, and she had a little Baby Mouse, and they liked to do all sorts of little Mummy and Baby things together.  They liked to go to the park to look at ducks.  They liked to eat peanut butter and grape jelly sandwiches for lunch.  They liked to sing silly songs from musicals, although the Mummy was the only one who knew the words and the baby just sang La La La.  It would be too tragic if anything unfortunate happened to complicate their sweet little lives the littlest bit, so luckily nothing did!  They're as happy as two little mice can be!  Aren't they sweet?  What do you mean that's boring?  Okay, sometimes the little mouse was naughty, but not too awfully, just a bit, and he always said he was sorry after he did things like throw peas against the wall.  Is that better?  I think it is.

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