There once was a old lady. She live on the West of Pulaski, so she went walking down the street but she had a scarf that she have had it for 20 years. She had a apartment. Her apartment was guarded by rats. The rats took over her house. Her rats always using her scarf as a hankerchief, as a cover or other things like that. So when she was walking down the street she look in the store window. She look and stare about an hour and was like I need that scarf. Becasue the rats use it for everything. So she said I am going to get a new scarf so she got her a job so buy scarf. So weeks later she THE END