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Fish gnawed the stem. The summer sun shone high in the sky, reflecting on the surface of the water. Bees buzzed around the giant water lilies.
Fish popped her head out of the water. “What’s wrong, Frog?” she asked. “I’m going to live on the other side of the pond, but I don’t know how to get there,” Frog said. “I’ll nibble through the stem of the lily pad and you can float across,” Fish replied.
