What’s that in the water?

Brother, father.  A son and daughter. 

See, fresh water.

 

Look, there’s an otter!

 

What’s an otter doing underwater? 

 

Well, they live there of course, are you not any smarter?

 

How, now, why’d I think an otter could not be underwater?

 

I guess you’re seeing martyr 

 

How’d I not see red stuff in the water?

 

Don’t step in farther, just be a darter. 

 

I guess you’re right.

 

hey look! An otter! 

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