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Story 15

Fang Sics the Gang

Rita couldn't sleep: the screen door went whang bang; pots 'n'

pans went cling clang; and silverware, ting tang. Now and again the

phone rang. Outside, a flock of geese honked yang, yang. And last and

loudest, a trash gang yelled crass slang.

At her wit's end, Rita cried, "Sic ‘um, Fang! And in a flash, her

dog sprang, spang into that terrified trash gang!