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Updated: May 2, 2025

"I have lost my comb, my golden comb. What shall I do? My mother will fret, my father will scold, my little sister will cry, and some harm will surely come to me if I do not find it." "I'll go seek it," said Flitting Butterfly. "I will find your golden comb, have no fear." So she looked and she looked and she looked, but no comb could she find. Just then along came Wrinkled Brown Toad. "Oo-o-o-o!

Jane L. Hoxie - A Kindergarten Story Book