one night, blasts of wind lashed1 the kangaroo with rain*s that felt like icy needles. *ram was so wet and cold, he couldn't take it any longer. he struggled onto his hind2 legs and blown by the wind, hopped3 slowly towards the bark hut.
"it is me!" screamed *ram, banging on the door. "now, let me in!"
"no!" yelled wombat4. "there isn't enough room."
*ram's teeth were chattering5. he became very angry and pushed hard at the door until it opened. "i'm inside now - and you aren't *g enough to throw me out!"
"h'mmph" snorted warreen. "well, sleep over there - in the corner. you're all wet and i don't want cold rainwater dripping on me." wombat stretched out near the fire again and went back to sleep.
*ram lay down in the corner, but there was a hole in the wall of the hut and the wind and rain came in. he couldn't dry himself or get warm. the fire went out, but warreen didn't notice. he snored as he slept and laughed *ry now and again, enjoying a nice dream. this made *ram * angry.
in the morning his body was stiff and sore. he hobbled outside and picked up a large rock. when he came back, warreen was stretching and yawning as he woke up. *ram *ped the rock on warreen's head, flattening6 his forehead and * his nose curl around.
"this is for not *ing7 me get warm and dry" said *ram. "and from now on, you will always live in a damp hole. your flattened8 forehead and cold home will remind you of last night."
after that, warreen and *ram didn't speak to each other or play together and warreen planned r*nge.
he made a *g spear and waited until *ram was busy washing himself.
then he threw the spear with all his strength and it hit the kangaroo at the base of his spine9. *ram yelled in pain and tried to pull the spear out, but it was stuck.
"from now on, that will be your long tail" yelled warreen, "and you'll n*r have a home to live in!"
that is why wombats10 now have flat foreheads and live in dark, damp burrows11 underground and why kangaroos have long tails and always sleep outside, under the stars.
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