Chapter 1

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One day his mother said when Pierre climbed out of the bed"Good morning, darling boy, you are my only joy". Pierre said "I don't care!"

"What would you like to eat?"I don't care!"Some lovely cream of wheat?"I don't care!"Don't seat backwards on your chair"I don't care"Or pour syrup on your hair."I don't care!"

"You are acting like a clown"I don't care!"And we have to go to town"I don't care"Don't you want to come my dear?"I don't care"Would you rather stay right here?"I don't care!"

So his mother left him there

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