One fat morning Eric Hearble wake up with an abnorman fat growth a bombly on his head. 'Oh crumb,' said Eric Hearble, who was a very very, surprised. Anyway he carried on as Norman for why should he worried ? All of a suddy he heard a small voice calling him by name, 'Eric ... Eric Hearble ' it seemed to say though I couldn't say for sure.
That night the very same voice spoke saying 'Eric, I am a growth on your head very head, help me, Eric.'
Soon Eric became very attached to his fat growth friend.
'Call me Scab,' the voice said and he was.
'Call me Eric,' Eric said naturly as he could. From then on you never saw Eric without the big fat scab growth on his head. And that's why Eric Hearble lost his job teaching spastics to dance.
'We're not having a cripple teaching our lads,' said headmaster.
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JOHN LENNON In His Own Write
Short Story'this correction of short writty is the most wonderfoul larf I've ever ready' ABOUT THE AWFUL ---------- I was bored on the 9th of octover 1940 when, I believe, the nasties were still booming us led by Madalf Heatlump (who only had one). Any...