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I hope that you enjoy this reading and it helps you relax. The Tale of Peter Rabbit by Beatrix Potter.

Once upon a time, there were four little rabbits, and their names were

Flopsy, Mopsy, Cotton Tail, and Peter. They lived with their mothers in a sandbank,

underneath the root of a very big fir tree.

Now, my dears, said old Mrs. Rabbit one morning,

you may go into the fields or down the lane, but don't go into Mr. McGregor's garden.

Your father had an accident there. He was put in a pie by Mrs. McGregor. Now run along, and don't get into mischief while I'm going out. Then old Mrs. Rabbit took a basket and her umbrella, and went

through the wood to the bakers. She bought a loaf of brown bread and five current buns.

Flopsy, Mopsy, and Cotton Tail, who were good little bunnies, went down the lane to gather blackberries. But Peter, who was very naughty,

ran straight away to Mr. McGregor's garden and squeezed under the gate. First, he ate some lettuces

and some French beans, and then he ate some radishes, and then feeling rather sick, he went to look

for some parsley. But round the end of a cucumber frame, whom should he meet but Mr. McGregor.

Mr. McGregor was on his hands and knees planting out young cabbages, but he jumped up and ran after Peter,

waving a rake and calling out, stop, thief!

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