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// (23) 
// Story: Choose Your Own Adventure: Maud's Education 
// by Palm Palette 
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Maud cleared her throat. “Ahem.

“The rock stood atop the hill.
The sun lit its stoney side.
Around it grew daffodil.
Beauty ponysonified.”

“That wasn't a bad first draft,” Floral Spectrum said, “but it could be improved with just a bit of editing. Take out the rock parts and you'd have a lovely poem.”

Edit out the rocks? Edit out the rocks!?

Floral smiled and scribbled in her notebook. “Ooh, this is the start of a great and wonderful apprenticeship. I've already gone ahead and signed you up for the semester. Just think of all the wonderful, happy, smiley poetry we'll write and we won't write a single thing about rocks the whole time.”

Nooooooo!

BAD END.

Start over?