Children's story
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Vocal Characteristics
Language
EnglishVoice Age
Senior (55+)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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There was a mother, a sad, sad madam who had a young son whose name was Adam. They could not control his anger and rage, screaming and shouting. He spent most of his days, and on one day a witch stole his new bike. He huffed and puffed and settled a long hike just past the green Glade and through the dark creek. He would not stop, even if it took all week. Adam grew mad. He shouted and ranted the which only chuckled. And then she chanted, Oh, my small boy, you'll come here quite angry. It appears you have no manners. Quite Frank A. She curled her lips into a funny grin. She stalked around Adam and then clutched his chin with nails bright black and I so very cold. But still, Adam spat out. You're nothing but old.