It rained today. And through the rain, amidst the gloom, beneath the dripping wisteria, a monster was born: Poliphilus. Poliphilus doesn't have any friends. This is a consequence of his mean-spirited nature. Poliphilus lets ice cream melt, he stamps on balloons, he pushes small children, and he sucks boiled sweets then puts them back in the bag and offers them round. This all shouldn't be surprising really; I mean how many nice monsters are there actually? Especially ones born on rainy bank holidays?
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I'm in love!
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