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From the book My Cat Knows Karate
away into a field of hay,
a field of hay that caused a wheeze,
a wheeze that turned into a sneeze,
a sneeze he sneezed from dusk till dawn.
At dawn he sneezed his head back on.
— Kenn Nesbitt
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Reading Level: Grade 4
From the Book My Cat Knows Karate
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