IN the sea, once upon a time, O my Best Beloved, there was a Whale, ae fishes. He ate the starfish and the garfish, and the crab and the dab, and the plaid the dace, and the skate and his mate, and the mackereel and the pickereel, and the really truly twirly-whirly eel. All the fishes he could find in all the sea he ate with his mouth--so! Till at last there was only one small fish left in all the sea, and he was a small Stute Fish, and he swam a little behind the Whales right ear, so as to be out of harms way. Then the Whale stood up on his tail and said, Im hungry. And the small Stute Fish said in a small stute voioble and generous Ceta, have you ever tasted Man?
No, said the Whale. What is it like?
Nice, said the small Stute Fish. nubbly.
Thech me some, said the Whale, and he made the sea froth up with his tail.
O a time is enough, said the Stute Fish. If you swim to latitude Fifty North, longitude Forty West (that is magic), you will find, sitting ……（内容加载失败！）
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