Little Timmy had a terrible case of sassy tummies. Every time he tried to eat his delicious dinner, his tummy would gurglingly growl. And wouldn't you know it, Timmy's shoes were being just as stubborn! They simply refused to stay on. Perhaps that Timmy was feeling a bit under the weather. Mommy thought that he try stretching his legs.

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