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Come nearer
for a blessing Red Salsa said: "May many
colored butterflies ride upon your swift steeds
in this hour and may you be bendicido (blessed
in Spanish) going, coming, climbing, going
through, under and over, and all that," said
Red Salsa with uplifted hands. And she blew
them a furry tarantula kiss that stuck on the
sides of their cheeks.
Mober and Pepper were stamping by now with all
the blah, blah, blah, and wanted to be off; so
off they all went: with G & J and their cargo,
of course, of fruit and Chips.
Back up the stoney path they went . . . ka clomp,
ka clomp, ka clompity clomp. It musta been only
about 7 AM so they had a long day ahead of them.
The baskets had lids on them and one was on each
side of a horse in front of the rider, so that
it wouldn’t slide off. J could hear his Chips
sputtering and bouncing around inside the basket
and soon one was peeking out from under the lid
and hanging on for all it was worth. It was an
orange one, quite fuzzy. J, brave little boy
that he was, reached down and held out his hand.
The Chip climbed up his arm and settled to ride
on his shoulder. Well now this was a rotten thing
to do, for now the whole basket wanted out. J
called down to them that they would have to take
turns; he only had two shoulders. Seems the Chips
were whispering, spitting & sputtering, deciding
who’s turn it would be, when a light lavender
one pops out and climbs upon Hoo’s other shoulder.
They rode there for quite some time, until the
other basket got wind of the whole shenanigans.
Then out popped a turquoise Chip and a yellow
one saying: "We’ll just hang on to this
beasts’ hair that is hanging down here. "My
name is Pepper," Pep said indignantly. "If
you are gonna’ hang anywhere, you might as well
know who you are hanging on." Things were
really looking rather cheery with the white and
yellow suns gleaming down upon Granma, J and
the Chip entourage, clinging to Pepper’s mane.
They sorta looked like flowers of sorts decorating
her for a parade.
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