The sunlight streamed in through the kitchen window. It was a bright sunny day in AbsolutelyNowhere. The flowers were a-bloom. The birds were a-tweeting.

Tweet, tweet, tweet.

Ginni was in the kitchen on this absolutely fine morning chopping onions. Singing aloud, ” Speak and the world is full of singing,
And I’m winging higher than the birds…”

Chop chop chop…”Touch and my heart begins to crumble,
The heavens tumble, Dahhhh-ling…..”
Ginni was swaying left and right. One would say that she was absolutely enjoying chopping onions. She two-stepped on the spot.

In the open cupboard sat Gin, the mouse nibbling on some cheese and alert, as he had to dart back to his hole if he was noticed. The cheese was absolutely delicious. Yummmmm. This was a huge chunk of cheese, more than he usually came across. He looked at Ginni swaying and chopping onions. He relaxed a bit.

Nibble nibble…chop chop,
Nibble chop, nibble chop,
Nibble nibble nibble nibble,
Chop chop chop chop.
Gin was relaxed by now. The overdose of cheese was partly to be blamed
Mostly to be blamed.
To be blamed.

“Words! Words! Words! I’m so SICK of words!
I get words all day through;
First from him, now from you!”

Ginni raised her hands in the air, “Is that all you blighters can doooooooo?”
She turned around with the knife still in her hand, to grab the wash cloth.
“Tell me no dreams filled with DeeeeSiii….AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!”
Ginni shrieked.
Gin let out a startled squeak through his cheese stuffed mouth.

The knife speared through the air towards him.

R.I.P Gin.

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