There was nothing in the world that transfixed Mogey and Smush so much as gems. Once, when they were working down in the mines, Smush dug up an entire sack of gems someone had hidden there long ago.
"Don't let the foreman see!" Mogey whispered sharply. "He'll take them away!"
So Smush tucked the bag under his shirt and he and Mogey snuck out of the mine, giddy as two marmosets in a fig tree. They crept into Farmer Barmer's (a convenient name/profession pairing if ever there was one) barn and stole a fresh jug of milk, and they split the sack right down the middle. Each of the pals got half the gems and poured themselves a bowl. Then they covered the gems in Farmer Barmer's fresh milk and dug in with vigor, because they were honey coated gems with nut clusters, the most delicious gems there are.
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