Frog and Potato ran for it.
They ran and ran, into the depths of the fire-swamp, until they came to a little cottage, standing all alone in a clearing on the dining room table.
"It's beautiful", breathed Potato.
(Remember, Love is blind)
"It's got it's own fruit trees", said Frog.
"We'll take it!", they declared.
And they moved in right away.
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