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"This little piggy went to market." "What are you doing?" Cosmo did not reply. Instead, he proceeded on to her second toe, taking it between his thumb and index finger, wiggling it back and forth. "This little piggy stayed home." "You are so weird!" "This little piggy had roast beef." He changed his inflexion to a low, pouting tone and continued, "and this little piggy, he had none."

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