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Michael de Larrabeiti The Borribles For Whitebonce, Spikey and Fang If youre my friend, follow me round the bend. 1 The swirling rain-clouds rushed on revealing the bright moon and the two Borribles dodged behind the bushes and kept as quiet as they could. There was danger in the air and they could feel it. It would pay to be cautious. Strewth, said Knocker, the chief skirmisher and lookout of the Battersea tribe, what a bloody cheek, coming down here without so much as a by-your-leave. ...
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