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Dewin continued to climb the tree. He went Up. And up . . .

And up . . .

And up . . .

And up . . .

And up . . .

And up . . .

And up . . .

And up . . .

And up . . .

And up . . .

And up . . .

And up . . .

And up . . .

And up . . .

Dewin was getting quite nervous with how high he was now, he decided a bit of singing may calm him. Continuing up, he started, 'Daisy . . .'

'Daisy . . .'

'Give me your answer, do . . .'

'I'm half crazy . . .'

'All for the love of you . . .'

'It won't be a stylish marriage . . .'

'I can't afford a carriage . . .'

'But you'll look sweet . . . '

'Upon the seat . . .'

'Of a bicycle made for two.' Yes, that helped with his nerves.

Finally, he made it.

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