"Oooooh shiny, sparkly, listen to them jingle. I want them, gimme, gimme now. They’re mine, almost, almost a little closer, ah, finally, my keys. Mommy will never know, giggles and off we go. Keys, keys, keys, my keys. Shiny, jingly keys just for me, me, me! Here she comes, we better hide! Perfect, an old shoe, she will never look in here."

“Georgie, where have you gone to? There you are, we have to go we'll be late. Where are my keys, they were right here?”

Giggles will never give it away, I have won at last, my keys just for me.

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