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what my wife says. She says the father talked about God. That
is a funny word to me. When you put it backwardsit spells
dog. And a dog is not much like Godis it? Woof woof. Bow
wow. Those are dog words. I think they are beautiful. So pretty
and true. Like the words I make up.
“Anyway. I was saying. The father talked about God. He
wanted to know if God had a language. Don’t ask me what this
means. I am only telling you because I know the words. The fa-
ther thought a baby might speak it if the baby saw no people.
But what baby was there? Ah. Now you begin to see. You did
not have to buy him. Of coursePeter knew some people words.
That could not be helped. But the father thought maybe Peter
would forget them. After a while. That is why there was so
much boomboomboom. Every time Peter said a wordhis fa-
ther would boom him. At last Peter learned to say nothing. Ya
ya ya. Thank you.
“Peter kept the words inside him. All those days and months
and years. There in the darklittle Peter all aloneand the
words made noise in his head and kept him company. That is
why his mouth does not work right. Poor Peter. Boo hoo. Such
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