'And so ,' continued Annie, 'I would like to thank my hooves, Norma, people who make scrummy cake, Bertha, a park bench called George, Captain Eyepatch, Geraldine and my chum Cyril.'
Cyril gave Annie a round of applause.
'A most excellent speech,' he said.
'I made it up out of words,' replied Annie, 'I still have 2 'thes', 4 'ands' and a 'ahem' left over if you'd like to use them?'
Cyril thought about it.
'I'll take 1 the, 1 and and the ahem, if that's alright?'
'It's a deal!' mooed Annie.
'Brilliant!' said Cyril. 'Now shall we eat the cup?'
Annie nodded.
'If there's anything better than a cup, it's a cup made out of chocolate,' she added.
'Indeed,' agreed Cyril, 'but then we should have a look at your mittens and make sure they're drying properly.'
'I think so,' said Annie, 'I wouldn't want the stripes to run.'
'Can that happen?' asked Cyril.
'It did in a dream I had,' mooed Annie, 'and then they were eaten by talking flamingos...at least I think it was a dream, it can be difficult to tell sometimes.'
And Cyril agreed that it could.
COMING SOON...COW ISLAND MONDAY...STAY TUNED FOR FURTHER DETAILS
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