“Johnny, where’s your homework?” Miss Martin said sternly to the little
boy while holding out her hand. “My dog ate it,” was his solemn response.
“Johnny, I’ve been a teacher for eighteen years. Do you really expect me
to believe that?” “It’s true, Miss Martin, I swear,” insisted Johnny. “I
had to force him, but he ate it!”
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