Lucinda had two favorite possessions. The first was her goldfish and the other was her toy minstrel in a box. Whenever Lucinda wanted music, at the push of a button she could make her toy minstrel come to life inside his little box and sing a song for her. She could make him tell jokes, too, if she felt like it. Lucinda loved her tiny musician because he always did what she wanted.
One day she met a man who had the same face as her toy minstrel. He was pushing a freight car up a mountain on a railroad track. Why was he doing that? How can he play his guitar when his hands are pushing a freight car? She did not authorize this. Lucinda decided that she hated this impostor. She would go home at once and warn her friend about him...
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